CHAPTER 14
Running, that’s what I remember, running as hard and fast as I could, out of that room and back into the dark. I staggered blindly along the hallway until I hit a dead end. Out of breath, I felt my way. My hand closed over a railing, grasped it, and after attempting a test step, I realized there was a set of stairs ahead of me, a small amount of light at the bottom. Gripping the rail tight, I carefully descended the narrow stairwell.
Once at the base of the stairs, I moved through an arched doorway and into a dimly lit pantry. The smells of various foods and cleaning materials filled the air, and as I pushed through a set of swinging double doors, I knew why. I’d made my way into a large, industrial kitchen. It was empty, but there were several nightlights allowing me to negot
