‼️ PAUSED ‼️ ❝ 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 ❞ ~ [ᵂᵉˡᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᴴᵒᵐᵉ/ᴿᶠ ᵂᵃˡˡʸ ˣ ᴼᶜ]

[𝟏𝟓.] 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

"What stays from the past, has its ways to invite us to revisit its chapters, as if it knows that some stories are worth retelling, even when we've moved on."
  
  
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The discussion with Walden concluded, leaving Vincent with questions about the timing of their upcoming mission.
He leaned forward, his gaze locked onto Walden's, as he inquired about the mission's schedule.

  
  
"When do we finally start for this task of yours?"
Vincent asked, a note of anticipation in his voice.

Walden leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping thoughtfully on the polished surface of his lab bench.
He considered Vincent's question carefully before responding,
  
  
  
"It'll be in about a few weeks. I'll make sure to inform you as soon as everything is ready."
 
  
  
The task's objective was relatively straightforward: to observe and document a live experimentation process while ensuring the safety and success of the scientists involved.
  
  
As they discussed the details further, Vincent couldn't help but wonder about the nature of the experimentation.
The factory held many secrets, and he was only beginning to scratch the surface of its mysteries.
The fact that he had been exposed to countless dangerous situations during his military training did little to prepare him for the enigmatic world within the factory's walls.
  
  
Walden, on the other hand, seemed more at ease with the scientific intricacies of their mission.
He carefully explained to Vincent how the scientists would be focused on recording data and analyzing results, while Vincent's role would be to maintain vigilance and provide protection.

"So, I'll be the eyes and ears while you all handle the data collection." He summarized.
  
  
  
Walden nodded in agreement.

"Exactly. Your military background and sharpshooting skills will be invaluable in ensuring our safety during the experiment."
  
  
  
"Just make sure to keep me informed of any changes or potential threats."
  
  
  
"Of course. We'll communicate closely throughout the mission to ensure everything runs smoothly."
  
  
  
Vincent leaned back in his chair, his thoughts shifting to the coming weeks.
He knew that the mission would test his skills and resolve in ways he couldn't yet foresee.
  
  
With their discussion concluded, Vincent and Walden parted ways for the time being, each retreating to their respective tasks.
The factory continued to hum with activity, its many corridors and rooms concealing untold mysteries and horrors.
  
  
  
  
  
However, one question lingered in his mind, and he couldn't help but voice it to Walden.
  
  
"Where is this mission taking place?" Vincent asked, his lilac eyes locked onto Walden's enigmatic figure.
  
  
  
"It's on the ground floor."
  
  
  
Vincent's brow furrowed in confusion.
"The ground floor?" He echoed, his voice laced with skepticism.

  
  
  
Walden shrugged, as if the complexity of the factory's layout didn't concern him.

"You'll figure it out. Just take some turns, go down the stairs, and you'll get there eventually."
  
  
  
Vincent let out a sigh, realizing that he would have to rely on his instincts and problem-solving skills to navigate the intricate maze of the factory.
He ran a gloved hand through his hair, feeling the weight of the impending mission bearing down on him.