The small office overlooked the entire warehouse through cracked glass panels now clouded with age. Dust coated every surface, and a thin layer of cobwebs hung from the corners of the ceiling.Terry pushed the warped wooden door open.It creaked loudly.No one spoke.Aizen entered first.Ella followed a step behind him.Phillip remained by the doorway, his expression growing distant."I haven't been inside this room since that day."His voice was barely above a whisper."I couldn't."The room was smaller than Aizen had imagined.A heavy wooden desk stood near the window. A bookshelf leaned slightly to one side, its shelves still holding faded technical manuals and engineering journals. A whiteboard occupied the far wall, though only fragments of erased formulas remained.Time had frozen here.It was as if the owner had simply stepped out for lunch and never returned.Ella slowly walked around the room.She didn't look at the obvious places.Instead, her attention drifted toward the de
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