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.
