Peering closely, she observed the texture. “Mmm. Fibers. This material was woven.” “Kelen?” Someone thumped on the outer door. Getting to her feet, she walked over and swiped the glyph next to the opening. The portal dropped into the floor, and Sandow stepped inside. He glanced around the room. “When you didn’t answer at your apartment, I knew you couldn’t have gone far. I really didn’t expect to find you here but I thought I’d try.” She checked the area behind him. “Where’s Dayall?” “Asleep. I’m getting weary of hearing him rant and rave, and decided to take a break.” “If he’s asleep, how are you going to get back into the room?” “Ah!” Sandow grinned. “Doors can’t close if there’s something keeping them from shutting all the way.” He waved a hand at the pile of carcasses. “Rather gruesome place to retreat.
