CHAPTER - 3 : PROTECT WHAT YOU HAVE TO
Caroline straining her arms pushed the heavy doors of the observation chamber. A grey room completely devoid of any materialistic value came into picture. It had a circular rooftop and the walls had a special luster to them. There were no windows and the thick walls almost made the room soundproof. I brushed one of my fingers on the wall and there was not a single speck of dust as usual. At a first glance it might appear some kind of a special storeroom. But it's not, since its empty over here.
I prefer to call it an observatory while it also works as a communication room. And for the reason that we are here is still unclear to me except for the fact that Caroline was desperate to meet someone, whom she didn't wanted to or apparently didn't liked much.
