They pushed her through narrow hallways dimly lit by flickering overhead lights.
Concrete walls.
Moisture stains.
Generator power somewhere nearby.
Temporary setup.
Good.
Temporary meant weaknesses.
They stopped outside a steel door.
One man unlocked it and shoved her forward.
Hannah caught herself before hitting the floor.
The heavy door slammed shut behind her with a metallic boom.
Then the lock clicked.
Silence followed.
Real silence this time.
Not gunfire.
Not chaos.
Just isolation.
Hannah stayed still for three full seconds.
Listening.
Footsteps outside faded slowly down the corridor.
Voices murmured somewhere distant.
Then nothing.
Only then did she move.
She crossed the room methodically, checking corners first.
No windows.
Concrete walls.
One drain in the corner.
No visible cameras.
That didn’t mean there weren’t any.
She pressed her fingers briefly against her temple and exhaled carefully.
