The next day, early in the morning before the light even takes over the darkness properly, everyone is already in the study.
The air in the study is thick with tension. The weight of the coming hours pressing down on them.
Max and Rika stand at the center of the room, their expressions grim as they deliver their report.
"The girl hasn't been touched," Max begins, his voice low but steady. "But her parents kept walking in and out of the room throughout the night.
There were also several people dressed in lab coats and masks- some looked like nurses. They kept checking on her, and it seems like they administered sleeping pills. She hasn't woken up since then."
A heavy silence follows his words.
Everyone processes the information in their own way- Marsel rubbing a hand over his chin, Elira exhaling slowly, Kieran standing completely still, eyes sharp with calculation.
Ace, however, isn't focused on the report for now.