Floor Zero was smaller than Julian expected.
Much smaller.
After eleven floors of impossible architecture, living memories, collapsing realities, and a system capable of stealing people from the world, he had expected the center of it all to be grand.
A control room the size of a city.
An endless network of machinery.
Something worthy of the nightmare it had created.
Instead, Floor Zero looked almost disappointingly simple.
One room.
White stone walls.
No doors.
No windows.
No visible machinery.
No endless rows of servers humming in the darkness.
Just a single pedestal standing in the center of the room.
A glowing screen.
And beneath it…
A red button protected by a glass cover.
Marcus stared at it.
Then started some more.
Then looked around the room as if expecting the r
