Mr. Xian leads me into a small room on the fifth floor. The door slides shut behind us.
In the middle of the room, a holographic screen floats in the air, glowing a soft blue.
He steps forward and types something into a nearly invisible panel.
The screen flickers… loads…
And then—
My eyes widen.
What… what is this?!
"This… this—!" I can't even finish the sentence.
Mr. Xian grins like a magician who just pulled a rabbit out of thin air. "Told you—something impossible."
It can't be. It shouldn't be.
But there it is, right in front of me.
Something ancient. Something not of this world.
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A few minutes later, we step out of the room in silence.
Still dazed, I peel off the safety suit, my gloves feeling like they're stuck to my skin. Mr. Xian does the same, calm as ever.