Mason stepped closer. “Radiation hazard… biohazard… restricted access… this is comforting.”
Lillie tried the door handle.
It opened.
On its own.
Lilly jumped back. “Nope. No. Absolutely not.”
Madison grabbed a rock. “Maybe it’s just broken.”
Theo shook his head. “Doors don’t open toward you when they’re broken.”
Bear growled again, louder this time.
Lillie took a deep breath. “We’re going in. But stay close.”
They stepped inside.
The door slammed shut behind them.
Lilly screamed. Madison grabbed her hand. Mason nearly dropped his flashlight.
Theo whispered, “Okay… that wasn’t the wind.”
The hallway ahead was long and narrow, lit only by their flashlights. Dust floated in the air. The walls were lined with old equipment, broken screens, and faded posters warning about “SOUND‑BASED TESTING.”
Lillie’s heart pounded. “What were they doing here?”
Mason shined his light on a cracked monitor. “This place was researching acoustic energy. Like… sound waves that can affect physical objects.”
Madison raised an eyebrow. “Like sonic weapons?”
“Or something worse,” Mason said.
Bear suddenly stopped walking.
His ears shot up. His tail lowered. He stared down the hallway, muscles tense.
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and then Add to home screen.