Yun-Jin parked the car a few meters away, the crunch of gravel echoing briefly before silence returned. She climbed out, making her way toward the entrance. As she approached, a small panel slid open on the side of the door, a green light scanning her eyes. The machine beeped, confirming her identity, and the door slid open without a sound.
Inside, the room was stark, almost clinical. A circular platform sat in the center, its metallic surface gleaming under the overhead lights. Yun-Jin exhaled deeply, stepping onto the platform. She felt it shift beneath her feet, and a soft, mechanical hum filled the air. The green light blinked once more, and then the platform began to descend.
The walls around her moved as the platform sank lower, the polished stone giving way to metallic walls lined with dim lights. Yun-Jin's reflection moved along with her, her expression hard and focused. She clenched her jaw, her fingers flexing unconsciously. There was no room for doubt. Not here, not now.
