Max followed Fee's line of sight, toward a space he hadn't really noticed before. His brows climbed his forehead and he finally popped the earbuds out, his attention fully on their discovery. Head tilted as though a new angle would bring answers, he took a step toward the open door while his eyes raked over the things stored within - stuff he couldn't really name, except guessing that maybe Indiana Jones had taken up another, smaller warehouse facility within the apartment building.
"Uh...it kind of looks like a trash room, without cans...but why would that be next to the lobby?" A hand tightened on the strap of his backpack, as though some kind of magnetic force might catch his things and drag them toward the space like an all mighty black hole. He didn't feel any special trepidation - it looked a little gross, maybe, but not necessarily dangerous - and he moved closer to it to get a better look. Glancing over his shoulder, he nodded at the space.