After stepping inside, Ulus closed the door and looked around.
What he saw was indeed a very secluded storage warehouse, approximately over a hundred square meters, with dark gray boxes piled up in the middle.
Stepping forward, Ulus touched one, discovering that the box was made of metal. But it seemed not to be iron, more like lead, with considerable thickness.
Such a fancy box, what's inside it?
Ulus's gaze fell on the metal lock sealing the box. Without hesitation, he reached out and decisively twisted it off, opening it up.
Then he saw that inside was filled with gray-brown powder, somewhat resembling stone dust from some kind of rock, faintly emanating a discomforting erosive energy.
The energy was very weak; if he weren't in close proximity and hadn't fully opened his perception, he wouldn't have felt it.
What is this stuff?
