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this new place without him. She may have closed him out, but he wouldn't do that. Quinton shook his head.
     
                  "Midnight," he said. He paused, still looking down at Anna and her bag, tubing and vials strewn about on the forest floor around her feet. "Don't tell them you're a nurse, keep it to yourself." Her eyes tightened but she nodded. Quinton turned and took off into the woods in a controlled jog.
     
                  "Hey guy!" Jack yelled, waving to the stranger. "Wait up!"

Chapter Four
     
                  Beyond anything else, the first thing Kaylee noticed was the smell. Damp and musty and wet, like moist concrete. There was a heavy, yet somehow dusty, quality to the air, as though you couldn't be quite sure just what you were breathing in.
     
                  And the next was the noise, a loud pounding, rush of water.
     
                  "Can we take these off now?" Emma asked irritably.
     
                  "Please do," came a new voice. Kaylee ripped her blindfold away. She had put it on willingly, after Jack indicated it would be all right to do so. The lanky stranger, Danny his name was, had walked them across the field and straight to an old minivan that he had parked behind a copse of trees. He opened the door for them and indicated they should sit, right on the floor of the van because the seats had been taken out. He hadn't taken their handguns, or indicated in any way that he would, so Nick and Jack agreed, settling in with the girls and Andrew only after they had gotten his father laid out on the van floor. Danny had produced blindfolds, scraps of an old shirt by the look of them, and they'd agreed to put them on.
     
                  The blindfolds were mostly pointless. They were disorienting, annoying, and not tied well. Kayle e’ s had slipped over the bridge of her nose, light seeping over the folded top of the cloth. And with the light, vision as well. The ride was n’ t long, and it was mostly straight, even blind she doubted sh e’ d have trouble finding her way back. But maybe Danny just wasn't all that clever.
     
                  They had driven straight towards a large brick building. It was several stories high, standing solitary against the backdrop of the pale orange sky. The only remarkable thing about the buildin g’ s surroundings was that there did n’ t seem to be any. Kaylee could see nothing around it, the landscape to either side just dropped off, until she could only see the hills in the far distance fading to black with the setting sun. There was one entrance door, large and constructed of dull steel. The windows were high, almost at the roof. They were thin, rectangular industrial windows and looked as though they had n’ t ever been opened. But even though she had seen the large brick building as they drove closer, she still did n’ t understand what she was seeing now.
     
                  "Welcome to The Mill." Kaylee blinked against the intrusive light, her eyes adjusting slowly. Light. There was light. And she was indoors. The van had driven past the front of the building, skirting around i t’ s edges and pulling unto a descending driveway that ran underneath the building and into a loading bay. She had recognized the sensation and feel as the dirt road first shifted to gravel then pavement and then a gradual decline, as though they were pulling into something.
     
                  A thrill of recognition and hope shot through her and her eyes sought out Andrew immediately because he would know exactly what the light meant. It was what he always hoped for. But his eyes were trained on his father, of course.
     
                  Bill was breathing. Kaylee could see it. But it was shallow and he wasn't waking just yet. Emma and Anna were ignoring the general surroundings. The latter already checking Bill's vital signs and the former