Chapter 289 The Tourist Trap(Erotica):>Ep13

• "Right," Ellen said, turning to them, "One down, four to go." she beckoned Will over with a motion of her fingers, and he meandered over obediently with the key.
• Quinn stared at them, feeling like she should interject. To stop them from just shoving a key in place to see what happened, but she felt unsure of herself. So far nothing she had tried had worked. They had all been robbed of their clothes despite her trying to fight it, and there was even a piercing truth to Meena's accusations: it was her that had got them all in this mess to begin with. Perhaps she had done enough. She watched intently as Ellen snatched the key, fed it into the socket until it met resistance, then turned it clockwise. There was a loud shunt, the lights in the room dimming slightly, accompanied by the faint sound of hissing from the ceiling. As it grew louder, the noise was more familiar: air funnelled through vents.
• The touchscreens displayed a thermometer, half filled to indicate the current regular room temperature. As their attention was drawn to it, the scale dropped one line and the chill in the air accompanied it, the brightness of the room dropping in tandem. The four of them exchanged confused glances, until a loud mechanical whirring drew their attention.