CHAPTER 8Screams of agony rang out in the pitch-black darkness. As Mara released Ping, she backed away, leaving him on the cold concrete floor. She knew they were in the warehouse, but she had no sense of direction, didn’t know which way she should go to find the lights by the back door. Keeping her head fixed in the direction where she’d released Ping, she glanced to the left, then to the right. She could make out no detail, not even a scintilla of light. That meant the row of windows along the west side of the building must be behind her. She took a quarter turn to her left. From the corner of her eye, she could see darkness giving way to ambient city light coming through the windows. She now faced the back of the warehouse.
The screams stopped, replaced by a low groan that came from th
