The heavy glass doors swung open silently as Don and Donald stepped into the facility's lobby. The space was modern and pristine, with polished marble floors reflecting the warm LED lighting from above.
Sleek metal and glass dominated the décor, while scattered potted plants added touches of life to the otherwise sterile environment. What struck them immediately was the unusual emptiness – the vast lobby, designed to accommodate dozens, stood eerily vacant.
Don's superhuman senses kicked in automatically as he surveyed the space. His supernatural hearing detected no footsteps echoing through the corridors, no distant conversations, not even the usual bustle of a working facility.
His heightened sense of smell picked up only the faint traces of cleaning supplies and the subtle fragrance of the indoor plants.
He turned to Donald, his expression puzzled. "Does this mean we're early?"