Boy Finds Hatch in Backyard, Then His Father Sees Where It Goes

Where are we?

Ben looked around, puzzled by the sight of squat, windowless buildings stretching across the concrete lot. “Where are we?” he muttered, turning to Cody. The boy shrugged, glancing around curiously. “I don’t know, Dad. I wasn’t really paying attention when I followed you.” Ben frowned, his unease growing. The space felt sterile and foreboding, its locked doors offering no answers. “This place feels… off,” Ben murmured, gripping Cody’s hand tightly.