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... e threshold lies a sterile, pristine white room.
It’s an impossible sight down here.
The ceramic tiles look freshly scrubbed, gleaming under a grid of completely intact laboratory lights. It’s as if time simply gave up and refused to touch this place. There are rows of waiting benches, identical to a hospital triage ward, and an empty reception desk flanking the wall, its monitor dead and devoid of power.
It’s too clean. Too quiet.
The only thing ruining the illus ...
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