We stood together. She grabbed hold of my hand and squeezed.
"I'll take you to your friends," she said.
I expected her to move toward the hall we went down before. Instead, she went to a set of what looked like elevator doors. "Where are you going?"
"This is the way to your friends."
I felt my pulse pick up. "But, I saw them go down that way." I pointed down the hall.
"True, but I had my guards take them out of here and someplace else. Someplace safe."
I wanted to believe her. "Okay."
The doors slid open, and she stepped inside. "It's fine," she said.
I stepped in with her. Immediately, the doors closed. With a jolt, the elevator moved upward and then started moving sideways. After a few seconds, it began to slant downward.
"What is this thing?" I asked, hoping to ease the
