They had found the old hard drive—but in that dust-choked storeroom, there wasn't a single computer from the modern age. Lily looked around in disappointment and said,"We've got the records, but where are we supposed to watch them? We don't even have the equipment to play them."
A faint smile touched Charlie's lips. He stood up and walked to a corner of the room, where a large object lay hidden beneath a white sheet. With a sharp pull, he yanked the cover away—revealing an old industrial-grade recorder player, and in front of it, an aged white projection screen.
"It's an old place," Charlie said in a tense voice, "but the 'demons' here still wake up using old methods."
He quickly inserted the record into the player and started the video dated February 2003.
Grainy black-and-white images slowly came to life on the screen. Everyone sat frozen, holding their breath. Suddenly, Sarena screamed,"There—That's Luciana!"
