After waiting for a good fifteen minutes, a woman dressed in formal wear came towards their couch to whisper something in the ears of the man beside Rick. With a nod, he signalised Rick to walk inside along with him.
The moment they entered inside the room, it was totally dark, and freezing cold. Suddenly, on a big projector on the right side of the main front door of the room, few images popped up.
Rick could not register all the events properly as everything happened just one after the other. When he regained his composure back, he kept on staring at the images being played on the screen.
