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After searching for a while, Roxy Jenkins finally realized that since this was an old road, everyone here used a common house number.

All were No. 435.

The only difference was the small number following 435.

Roxy recalled that the number in her mind vaguely contained a "5".

The house numbers were arranged systematically, so it was easy to find Unit 435-5.

But when Roxy looked up, she saw a roll-up door with rusty patches on it.

She looked down at the lock on the roll-up door and found that it was firmly locked, like no one had ever been there.

"What's going on? Did I remember the address wrong?"

For the first time, Roxy doubted herself.

Closing her eyes, she recalled the address from her memory and double-checked it. When she realized that she hadn't made a mistake, Roxy became puzzled.

If she hadn't made a mistake, why was no one here and why was there only a tightly closed roll-up door?

Roxy tried approaching the roll-up door and knocked on it.