Chapter 8
Samantha
The UCLA acoustics lab was tomb-quiet at this hour, only the soft hum of professional equipment breaking the silence. I sat in my white lab coat, eyes fixed on the waveform patterns dancing across my computer screen.
Three years of doctoral work in acoustic engineering. Finally time to pu...
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