I found an abandoned building in a small and very quaint town in west of Norway, where I am currently staying as I write this. It is totally unique in its solitude as the town is very well kept. There's not a blade of grass out of place and it's very conservative. This happened to be an old school, filled with debris and ancient ghosts of the generations of children that went there. I knew when I saw it that someday i'd shoot there. Anna I and and the school came together that day. Here's the story.