HERA
I stepped inside, half-expecting something grand or ominous to hit me the moment the door opened. But instead, I was met with… nothing.
The room was completely empty. Bare walls, bare floor, not a single piece of furniture or decoration.
That strange energy I was feeling radiating from it in waves was no longer there, no hidden treasure—just an empty, cold space.
I frowned, trying to make sense of it.
How can this be the room that had been calling to me for days, only to reveal... nothing?
I walked further in, inspecting the walls, running my fingers along the surface, searching for any clue.
There had to be something. This couldn’t be it-
The door slammed open behind me.
I spun around and froze. Atticus stormed in, his presence filling the empty space. For a split second
