Chapter 408

Eleanor felt a strong urge to locate the light switch first. Navigating a dark space was second nature to her, but she knew she needed light to thoroughly assess her surroundings. Her hands glided along the walls, her fingers searching for the familiar plastic plate of a switch. Yet, after several moments of searching, she found nothing. Frowning, she stepped back and surveyed the dim room, her sharp eyes narrowing in thought. If it’s not on the wall, then where could it be? she mused. Her night vision was excellent, allowing her to move easily despite the darkness. Still, she craved a clear view of the entire office. As she paced silently, her gaze swept the space, her instincts honed to detect anomalies. Then, something caught her eye—a faint silhouette in the gloom. It was a table, its surface adorned with a medium-sized vase. Unlike most vases, this one was empty—no flowers, no water. However, what stood out were two cords hanging inconspicuously from the vase’s rim. The cords look