A mysterious attic scene with warm light casting across an old wooden floor, where a man discovers a glowing mechanical cube emitting soft blue light.
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Chapter 4: The Glowing Crack in the Old Model

The old attic still smelled of pine wood and damp paper, where memories slumbered quietly within dusty boxes. I gently pushed open the attic door, letting in narrow bands of afternoon light that sliced through the tiny window. Today, I couldn’t sit still. After last night’s bizarre dream and the unusual look in my son’s…