"Millwall Steel Production."
A single name appeared in my research.
Studying the symbol in the logo and comparing it to the one I glimpsed during the call, I noticed an almost uncanny resemblance.
"...It's without a doubt the same. The issue is whether it means the same thing."
I thought back to the numerous eyes that stared around me from all directions.
'Now, why would such a symbol be inscribed all over a corridor?'
Was what I was seeing truly what was being described on the call? ...Or was that just my own imagination playing tricks on me?
Though it felt as if I had been transported into that strange corridor, even taking the place of the person on the phone, the truth was that I had never left my office. It was all essentially in my mind.
However—
"Let's just go on the assumption that it's this symbol."
I was also running on the assumption that the person on the call was inside the cult. There was still no proof of that.
