The city lights blurred as Jack drove through the night, lost in his thoughts. The woman's words echoed in his mind. "You're more like your parents than you realize." But what did that mean? Was it the device? Was there something about him that connected him to their research, to Hesta?He couldn't afford to waste any more time. Hesta was a threat, and they were already on his trail. His parents had been involved in something enormous, something that had the potential to change the course of history, and now Jack was at the center of it. Whether he was ready or not, he was in too deep to back out.Jack arrived at his destination—a nondescript warehouse tucked away in a quiet part of the city. There was nothing special about it, no obvious signs of danger. But it was here that his parents had once conducted some of their most confidential research. He had been here as a child, exploring the strange machines and holographic displays his parents had left behind. It was a place that held memories and secrets, and Jack hoped it held the answers he needed.As he stepped out of the car, the weight of the night seemed to settle on his shoulders. He approached the entrance, and as he pressed his palm against the cold metal door, it slid open silently. Inside, the air was thick with dust, the faint hum of old technology still lingering in the atmosphere.Jack moved cautiously, feeling as though the walls were watching him. His footsteps echoed as he ventured deeper into the labyrinth of old equipment and outdated computers. Finally, he arrived at a hidden room—one that had been sealed off for years. This was where his parents had kept their most sensitive work.The door was locked, but Jack wasn't deterred. He pulled out the device and examined it once again. It still pulsed with a faint, mysterious glow, as if it was waiting for him to unlock its secrets. The markings on the device seemed to shift and change under his gaze, almost as if it was responding to his presence. He held it close to the door's security panel, and a soft click sounded as the lock disengaged.The room was empty, save for a large console in the center. Jack approached the console, his heart racing. There, on the screen, was a sequence of files—encrypted and nearly impossible to access. But Jack was determined. He had to know what his parents had discovered, and how it all connected to Hesta.As he worked to crack the encryption, his mind raced. Could he handle what was about to be revealed? The files appeared one by one, their contents shifting and flickering on the screen like ghosts from the past. And then, in the center of it all, he saw it: Project Leviathan.The name struck him like a bolt of lightning. He had heard his parents mention it before, but they had never explained what it was. He stared at the file, which contained a series of blueprints and technical data on something that seemed too advanced, even by his parents' standards. The project seemed to involve a massive energy source, something that could potentially revolutionize the world's understanding of power.But there was something else—a dark note attached to the file. A warning. "Do not share. Hesta is watching."Jack's pulse quickened. This was it. This was the key. Project Leviathan was the catalyst that had brought Hesta to his doorstep, and it was clear that his parents had been trying to protect it—protect him—from its dangers.Suddenly, the screen flickered, and an urgent message flashed across the monitor: "You're not supposed to be here, Jack."Before he could react, the door to the room slammed shut behind him.Jack spun around, panic rising in his chest. He could feel the presence of something—someone—closing in on him. The faint hum of machinery became deafening, as if the room itself was coming alive. And then, from the shadows, a figure appeared.