The exhibition had once been housed within a towering office complex.
By the time Suzy and Thomas arrived, floodwaters had already swallowed the building up to the sixth floor.
Fragments of broken signage drifted lazily across the surface, faintly marking the levels where exhibitions had once drawn crowds and attention.
Their raft bumped softly against a submerged ledge. They climbed off, working quickly to deflate it and conceal it in a shadowed alcove, hidden from sight. Once satisfied, they turned toward the stairwell and began their ascent.
Suzy still carried the guidebook she had brought with her. Though its pages were damp and curling at the edges, the text remained legible—just enough to guide them.
According to her research, the exhibition halls began on the tenth floor. Everything above that had been occupied by tech companies and research firms before the disaster.
Without hesitation, they made for the tenth.
