NOAH'S POV

The warehouse stood in eerie silence before us, its rusted exterior blending into the surrounding darkness. The air was thick with tension, just like the when we came that day. Every nerve in my body on high alert. Professor Rex and I had come prepared, tools in hand, ready to force our way inside if necessary.

But as professor Rex reached for the door, it swung open without resistance.

I froze.

It wasn’t locked. But it was before.

He turned to me, his amber eyes narrowing. “ ...