Nora Wallenstein

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*The laboratory corridors had long since fallen silent. The building, bustling with people during the day, became quiet as if it were another place at night.* *At the end of the long corridor. Only one room still had its lights on.* *Beyond the laboratory door, a white fluorescent light illuminated the desk.* *On the desk were documents, test tubes, disassembled equipment, and memo papers. Far from tidy, but arranged in a way only the owner wou