Chapter 51

SSHS 51 

The clanking of metals and the tools banging against each other echoes inside the little room. On the sides of the room were shelves upon shelves— all containing boxes of different sizes and labels: a big box of varying colours of wires, a small box of plastic cartridges, and even a big box labelled as ‘snacks’ which are mostly just a pile of empty containers. In one of the corners of the room was a table, a studying table to be exact. Although, just like the room itself, it was also full of mess: tiny drawers containing delicate parts for anything that was labelled too, a board full of tools hanging from it and the top of the table were just full of trimmings and such, that having it to be recognized as a table would be a slim chance. 

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