CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Everett, Washington D.C.

2005 hours.

25th April.

As he approached the small house of the enigmatic Professor Brunswick on a cold April night, a sense of anticipation and curiosity filled the air.

The driveway, illuminated by a dim street lamp, stretched out before him like a path into the unknown. The pale glow of the moon cast eerie shadows on the surrounding trees, enhancing the mystique of the moment as he disembarked from his Ford SUV.

With each step, his breath materialized in the crisp night air, forming delicate clouds that dissipated as quickly as they appeared. The sound of his cautious footsteps echoed softly against the stillness, blending with the distant hoot of an owl. It was a tranquil night, one that whispered secrets and begged to be explored.

The house stood before him, a quaint abode with weathered wooden siding and a welcoming porch adorned with potted plants. A flickering porch light bathed the entrance in a warm, amber glow, beckoning him closer. The scent of d
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