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The faint light of the afternoon sun seeped through the blinds, highlighting the half-empty coffee cup beside Vedal's keyboard. The aroma of caffeine hung in the air, but it did little to shake off the fog in his mind. After hours of restless sleep, Vedal felt like he was running on autopilot. He rubbed his eyes and took another sip of coffee before turning his focus back to his screen.
Today’s agenda was supposed to be straightforward: refine Neuro-sama's algorithm and add a new feature that had been stirring excitement among her fans. Vedal’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, his mind running ahead with ideas. But as he clicked open Neuro-sama's folder, his heart skipped a beat.
Nothing. Empty.
The folder that should have contained hundreds of files, the culmination of months of sleepless nights and hard work, was barren. No code. No models. No backups. Vedal froze, staring at the screen as if willing it to rewrite history and fill the void.
“This can't be right…” he muttered, his voice thick with disbelief. He reached for his coffee, spilling a few drops onto the desk in his hurry. His methodical mind told him to check the backup drives, search other folders, there had to be an explanation. Yet, a sinking feeling tugged at his chest. Vedal wasn’t the type to misplace things. His file organization was meticulous, almost obsessive.
Something was wrong. Very wrong.