Vlad expected one, if not many, rooms on the roof of the massive building. However, what he could see before him was an open marble floor stretching for a vast distance, gleaming under the fading evening light. It made him realise again just how massive the main building actually was.
Before Vlad and Chloe, a few metres away from them, a strikingly tall man in formal attire stood. He wore a skin-fitted white tuxedo with a long blazer, its two stretched ends reaching the floor behind him like a tail. The fabric was immaculate, uncreased, as if woven from fresh snow.
