A tiny silver bell rang when she pushed open the door. With the buildup of dust on the counter, this place appeared to be abandoned. Her body tensed, and her senses sharpened, but she detected no obvious threats.
Are you Clara?
The sound came from all around her. She concluded there were speakers hidden throughout the room. When they were not projecting a disembodied voice, there was a persistent white noise that hindered her ability to detect anything beyond this room. It feels like I’m walking around with noise-cancelling headphones.