- We all went to the cells. I wasn’t sure why so many followed Victor and I, but each time I glanced over my shoulder they were there. I felt odd without my pack, but was told to leave it in the room, so I did.
- I found the cells to be fascinating. They weren’t cages as I had pictured when they told me they were locked up. There were no chains either. They seemed like a maze of glass rooms to me. We went through a door and I watched the pad Victor placed his hand on to open it. A light flashed and the door slid away. Twice more he did that when we came to a wall, and I decided I needed to know more about how that worked.
- When he stopped and the others came in behind us, he finally released my hand. I looked at the little pad he’d touched beside the door they had followed us through, and then down at my hand. Was it something in his hand that maybe I hadn’t seen? While they stood there talking, I pulled off my little black glove and looked at my hand again. Moving over quietly, I stopped beside the pad and placed my hand on it. The door we’d just used opened. Lifting my hand away I watched it close and then did it again, just to be sure. It opened. Feeling quite excited, I turned to see all eyes watching me. I looked to Daxx, and her smile. “I had to know.” I told her.