“The narrow entrance is barely shoulder width. Not much decoration inside the room, just a stone altar and two candelabra. It must’ve been a chapel. It is claustrophobic. Judging from the pronounced and prevalent layer of undisturbed dust, no one had passed through here in decades. The tip had come up cold. He’d known she’d be someplace else, but he’d hoped to find a new clue here. Sliding back out through the attenuated door, he retraces his steps through the dark assembly room.”
2007. Graphite and ink on paper. 8 x 6.5 in.