Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Anne... God, how I miss you... Can't you come back?" Murray murmured.

The only thing that answered him was the pitch-black living room and the relentless, howling cold wind outside the window.

The next morning, Roseanne was up with the birds. She showered, cooked breakfast, got ready, and prepared to head out to the lab.

As she was about to close the door, she noticed a paper bag hanging on the doorknob. Inside, there was a tube of the allergy nasal cream she always used. She glanced around. Who could have left this?

Suddenly, her eyes landed on the door across the hall. Roseanne looked at the nasal cream and then examined the paper bag more closely.

Just as she was about to knock on the door to ask if it was Owen who'd left it, the door abruptly swung open.

Owen stepped out, his face stern. Upon seeing her, he paused.

Sensing something was off, Roseanne asked, "Is something wrong?"

Owen replied, "Let's talk on the way to the lab."

"Okay," Roseanne said, her tone serious, momentarily forgetting about the nasal cream.

On the way, Owen received a phone call.

said on the other end made his expression darken and his voice

understand. We're on our way

Roseanne to ask, Owen took the lead and said, "There's been a glitch with the lab's computers. All of this week's experimental data has been wiped. We haven't

frowned, "Don't we have

rebooted, we realized most

leaks and maintain computer performance,

the end of the month,

especially since data is backed up

it really

was too early

...

in the lab had arrived,

were tech specialists who had signed

was discovered, Stoddard had

team was dispatched

after half an hour, there was no

asked, "What's

enter data, and it just went black. When she restarted it, the data was gone, and most of the