The next morning started before daylight.
Nobody wanted to wait.
By six o'clock the warehouse was already open.
Not for freight.
Not for deliveries.
For the platform.
The survey team had marked the exact location the night before.
A square section beneath Warehouse Three.
Hidden under concrete.
Hidden under years of activity.
Hidden under everything.
Elena arrived first.
Alexander followed minutes later.
Julian carried copies of the old blueprints.
Mateo brought archive records.
Nobody talked much.
The workers assigned to the excavation equipment stood nearby waiting.
The warehouse lights reflected across the polished floor.
Everything looked normal.
That was the strange part.
A hidden structure sat underneath them.
Yet nothing on the surface gave it away.
Alexander checked the survey results one last time.
"Same readings."
Elena nodded.
"Open it."
The crew got to work.
The first cuts went through the concrete slowly.
Machines echoed through the warehouse.
