"Wendy, turn right," Martin's voice echoed through the intercom system, a sense of satisfaction evident in his tone. He was relieved that after three decades of disuse, the speakers were still functional, a testament to the durability and quality of the technological devices he had invested in. He was proud of whoever made it and purchased it!
Although she was pissed, Wendy followed Martin. She turned right and entered a spacious room on the fourth floor. The same havoc was on the fourth floor, and it was the last floor. There were lots of broken windows, and although the sun was shining brightly above, the wind was also blowing really hard.
Xavier had checked the blueprint that Martin had found, displayed in front of the three monitors before them. "This has a secret room," Xavier concl
