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After his speech and the sight of his father Luke was aware that there were still a few hours left before the funeral. He couldn't bear to spent that time in the office, staring at his lifeless body but at the same time he was unable to just sit in his own room and be left alone with his thoughts. So when Daniel offered him to head to the top floor, a place where he had gotten to visit only when he was a child he didn't deny. He silently followed the man, standing for a few seconds at the entrance of the floor, slightly feeling that he was invading his father's privacy, he was being revealed to a place he always looked upon from far away.
"Come on in. There is nothing really left to hide in here anyways." Daniel said and the young wolf stepped inside. He led him to a small living room. The furniture was simple. A black leather couch and a matching armchair, a white carpet and a huge TV on the wall, turned off, showing a black screen.