Dr. Amoroth appeared in the doorway with much creaking and noise. The door was made of heavy steel and had never been oiled. Lori thought the sound was meant to intimidate and scare her. Maybe the whole room was designed to transform her psyche into something more malleable, or more potent. Either way, the creak awakened her. The light dimmed when he came into the room but did not go out. The shadows deepened, draping over his shoulders. Concern knotted his brow, but she knew it was not for her welfare. It was concern for his project.
He held his long, bony hands clasped behind his back and leaned forward as he walked into the room.
“They tell me you will not eat. Is this true?” His voice was dark and disapproving, nothing like when she’d first met him. With her father by her s
