It's Not Over Yet
BAM!
Dean slammed on the door of the office room. He checked the room left and right, the room was dark, and the only light source was the flashlight attached to his rifle. Dean looked for the light switch.
"Dude, what's this place?" Orion asked as he waited near the door, in case someone was interested in disturbing their little party.
"The place where it all begins," Dean said as he pushed on the light switch.
The interview office was just like how he left it. It seemed that the owner of the office tower had cleaned the crime scene, but Dean had no doubt that whoever rented this office building left a trace.
Dean started by heading to the room where he was shot. A table and three office chairs, alongside one chair in front of it. Nothing has changed, with the exception of the office chair which was supposed to have a hole on it.
"They replaced the chair, too, huh?" Dean looked at the chair as he put his rifle on the table.