They Wanted a Guard Dog but Got a Full-Blown Scandal Instead
Searching in the Shadows
When they reached the warehouse, it was a picture of decay—faded tags clung to crumbling walls, and piles of debris filled every corner. Nyx sniffed the air, his alertness sharper than usual. “Looks like it’s been abandoned forever,” Mr. Johnson said, inspecting a dusty tag.
Alex shifted a pile of old materials. “Nothing useful here,” he muttered. The dim light filtering through broken windows cast eerie shadows, amplifying the tension. Emma crouched by some fur. “It’s not like Nyx’s,” she observed. Ethan flipped through a tattered book on a crate. “This doesn’t help either,” he said, frustrated. Despite combing every corner, their search revealed no solid answers.
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