Five
Murdoch watched far too intently as Ryann stripped off the hazard suit, and it was a battle to face him with her arms by her sides. He’d leered, then told her to follow. With the door behind her sealed, there was no option for Ryann but to do as he instructed.
The walls were white, the ceiling filled with light panels that glowed a soft orange, and the floor was grey and—surprisingly—warm under her bare feet. But there was nothing to indicate where she was. The doors they passed had viewing panels, but all were clouded. Each door had a two-digit number stencilled in black, although the numbers were in no sequence Ryann could fathom.
Murdoch stopped at door 16 and opened it. He stepped through, not even glancing back to check that Ryann was still following.
The room behind the
