The whole ordeal began innocently enough. My dad had finally decided to tackle his ancient detached garage—a structure he hadn’t touched in any meaningful way since I was in middle school, sometime around the early 2000s. It wasn’t just cluttered; it was a mausoleum of forgotten domestic projects and expired technologies. He had enlisted me and my closest friend, Liam, to help—a seemingly straightforward task of turning decades of dusty chaos into organized sanity.
Found this in my dads garage, I sincerely hope its not what I think!
