"What do you mean planned?" I asked, he sighed before standing up, walking towards the middle of the cabin. He lifted a carpet off the floor, and underneath it was a trap door. He opened it and climbed down. I followed after him, careful to keep my guard on high alert. He may have apologised, not that I forgive him, but he could still be planning something.
I landed on the ground with a loud thump, looking around it was dark but I could see where everything was. There was a large table in the middle, papers everywhere, bookshelves against the wall, all filled up. He flipped a switch and a big light went on, right above the table.
"What is this place?" I asked, looking through all the rows of books.
"No time for that, now come here." He said, standing on the otherside of the big table. L
