That’s a great story! The place was lonely. It has “read up” all the stories on the walls and was aching to see or hear the new ones. After you discussed what you’ve been up to all years, your school memories and finally all met together, it let you go. But yeah, it should be buried, filled in with bricks or cement or whatever, it’s too old and therefore a bit crazy now. But you met, guys, and it got its last treat, so, I think, the memory is also good.