The air inside felt different immediately.
Not colder. Not warmer. Just controlled.
Ethan noticed it first. The kind of stillness that did not happen by accident. Even the faint hum in the background felt measured, like it was part of something larger rather than just machinery running.
Sophia stepped in behind him, her eyes adjusting to the low light. “This place is active,” she said quietly.
It was not a guess.
The lights were dim but steady. No flickering like the warehouse. No signs of decay. Everything here was intact. Maintained.
Marcus’s voice came through, softer now, almost as if he instinctively understood the need to lower it. “I am inside your feed. Mapping what I can.”
Ethan moved forward slowly, taking in the layout.
The room opened into a wider interior space filled
