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(critique and/or suggestions on how to colour would be appreciated)

Aiden was befuddled as he stood before the large warehouse door. There was no one keeping watch outside, it would’ve been understandable if they weren’t expecting anyone but this obviously wasn’t the case. This smelled like bad news but the map on his A.P.I.T was telling him that he was indeed in the right place. The militiaman didn’t really have a choice though, there was no way his superior would accept “it looked shady” as an excuse.

So he pushed open the door with a rusty squeak and wary eyes as he took in the large room.
There were containers and crates arranged in a haphazard manner, the old industrial halogen lights on the ceiling gave the surroundings a dim and artificial glow.

Description

(critique and/or suggestions on how to colour would be appreciated)

Aiden was befuddled as he stood before the large warehouse door. There was no one keeping watch outside, it would’ve been understandable if they weren’t expecting anyone but this obviously wasn’t the case. This smelled like bad news but the map on his A.P.I.T was telling him that he was indeed in the right place. The militiaman didn’t really have a choice though, there was no way his superior would accept “it looked shady” as an excuse.

So he pushed open the door with a rusty squeak and wary eyes as he took in the large room.
There were containers and crates arranged in a haphazard manner, the old industrial halogen lights on the ceiling gave the surroundings a dim and artificial glow.