But when she got to the studio, there was no sign of Oliver, and the door was closed.
"Oliver... hey, Oliver, are you in there?"
She called out at the door a few times, but there was no response inside.
She tried calling him, but no one answered.
Just then, she heard a faint noise coming from inside, so she raised her voice and called out again, still nothing.
"Oliver..." She reached out and pushed the door—surprisingly, it swung open. It hadn't been locked at all.
That had to mean Oliver was probably inside!
The moment that thought hit her, she stepped in.
As soon as she pushed the door open, a dusty smell rushed over her.
She waved her hand in front of her face and coughed a few times. The place hadn't been closed off that long… so why did it reek of dust lik
