When we entered the hostel, it seemed that we were in a bunker in 1947. However, not everything is so bad, there was a drawing and a painting on the wall. But the painting must have been from about the same time, since it was taped up. The stairs to the second floor were satisfactory. This is probably the best place in this building. Rooms... A room can hardly be called that place of four walls. Of course, there are a couple of small rooms in which (as it seemed to us) adequate people lived, but those are in the minority. Kitchens are quite suitable for breeding cockroaches. The flowers added to the atmosphere of the forest. Cockroaches completed the picture. If you want to go to the toilet, it is safer for your health to run to the nearest bush on the street. If you do this, then you will retain olfactory receptors, a sense of beauty, and the psyche as a whole. The shower (which closes if only the door is boarded up) is located in the basement. The half-light from there resembled the atmosphere of a good American horror movie.
But in general, I would have liked it if a survival quest had been done in that building.