You quietly return to the once lively building of E.F.E, the front garden is nothing but weeds and long dead trees. The walk through the garden is depressing and disheartening, seeing the building isn't as exciting as before. The walls are cracked and the windows are shattered or dirty. Making your way to the entrance you see that the front door is broken and you struggle to get through. Once you enter you see that the once vibrant and busy building has long since been abandoned and now collects dust and various debris from the outside. The first floor hallways are filled with rubble from the crumbling ceiling and the doors that lead to different threads are jammed. Peeking through one of the door windows you see the remnants of The Bump Thread. The room is filled with chalkboards and chairs that used to sit friends and acquaintances together. . .
Staggering your way through the hallway you find yourself in a large auditorium. It's empty and your steps echo throughout. You remember introducing yourself here and being greeted by the other guild members. Now the only thing that remains is the faded and torn Welcome banner and numerous dusty chairs and tables.
Moving through the Auditorium you enter the Cafeteria. The great food war still left its mark here and there, but barely. Most of the leftovers from the war are just dust covered skeletal remains of what they used to be. The kitchen is just as bad as the rest of the building with utensils randomly covering the floor and cupboard doors broken off.
The stairs that lead to the other forums are all collapsed with no way to safely make your way up to the other floors.
As you leave you spot a door that isn't as worn down as the others. The door opens easily and you notice that this is The E.F.E Hangout Thread. It's somewhat tidy and the chairs are all neatly arranged. It looks like guild members still visit here occasionally, even if just clean up the room. post-it notes cover the walls with greetings and goodbyes as well as small gifts to liven up the thread. You plop yourself onto a chair and smile. It's been a long time since you've met your old guild members but the memories of when you were young and lively enter your mind. You were so happy back then to be surrounded by friends and talk about menial stuff. How after a hard day working you would run here and throw yourself at someone, forgetting the day.
Leaning back you wonder how your old guild members are doing.
