Responding to Gabbi

The man had a feeling of dread surrounding him, as if he was some sort of evil being from another plane of existence. He motioned me to come closer, and despite my best judgements, I do as he wants. He leads me outside into the hall, but it isn't the hall I last saw. Littered around the hall were old papers, broken pencils, and chewed up erasers. He leans and whispers in my ear "Beware the passage of time."