"What do you mean by large joint examination room?" Declan asked.
No one answered.
The fog receded behind him, and the surrounding scenery became clear.
This is an empty street, with a lonely small building on the right and an old basketball court on the left.
The basketball stand was rusty, the white paint on the backboard was peeling off, and the basket was loose, creaking and swaying in the hot evening breeze.
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