This place is old. It can be felt in your bones. That musty smell and the damp air pressing down on every inch of your body. It doesn’t feel like an old Catholic church or even an old house. It’s more like the ruins of a castle are captured in one building from the early 1900’s.
The castles of Europe still have a way of feeling massive in a crumbling mass of rubble. You can feel the history creeping in the corners.