Room 93. Who knows what this room will bring. Hopefully somebody alive. I grab the wheel and lock it off. Nothing. No smoke, no smell no nothing. So far so good. Curious and scared. I peer in the room. Sitting in the far corner of the room is a girl. She has long black straight hair just reaching the floor, she is wearing black rags. But the thing that is the most disturbing is her eyes. There are no eyelids and the eyes are just black. I can not help but stare.
“Hello” she says quietly.
“Hello” I say gobsmacked. I can’t tell if she is blind or not.
“It took you a while to come down here”
“Yeah... it did” how could she have known that? I am so very confused. “How....”
“I can see through walls. I can see everything around me” then you will be very helpful.
“There aren’t very many alive people here, I keep checking around me”
“Oh... okay... erm... do you want to... leave now?”
“Yes” she gets up and walks over to me, as if she knew where is walking. She must have some special kind of vision. “To save time... I can tell you that there are three alive people here, and none of them can move very far”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean to say... that they don’t have any legs”
“Right... but... I’m still saving them, Polly is still able to move”
“That’s fine” a slightly awkward silence...
“If you could lead the way”
“Yes” and she walks ahead. I look at the others, I follow the.... somewhat blind girl and the others follow me. We walk down the corridor, and stop at a door on the right. Room 80.