Storm beginning

The storm echoed through the steel warehouse structure.  The booms of thunder increased in volume as the sound bounced through empty partitioned halls.

Dr. Stein sat alone in the executive break room.  Within the room sat a small closet, which served as a bathroom; a sink, microwave and refrigerator.  It was nothing to proud of.  The building itself was a piece of crap.  Why the hell would a research corporation move into an abandoned warehouse was unknown to Dr. Stein.

Thunder boomed through the walls, then another followed by several more loud crashes.  The lights flickered but Dr. Stein ignored it and poored himself another cup of coffee.  He sat upon the light brown over stuffed couch.  Minutes later, a young intern burst through the break room door.

“We’ve got a problem,” the intern said in a panic.

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