Tangled

Chapter 243

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243 Lisa: Strange Introductions

LISA

Wherever I am, it's huge.

We've taken at least three or four turns, and I've already forgotten how to get back. Was it left

it?

first, or right? The last turn was to our right. Wait... Wten how to get back. Was it left

Shit.

Every time I lag behind, trying to map this place in my head-which is little better than at toddler's scribbling at this point, with my confusion over lefts and rights-the tiny woman turns and scolds me, telling me to pick up my

feet.

Before, I would have given her some sort of smartass comment and maybe even slowed down.

But now, my body feels cold sweat at the idea of making her angry. Even if I'm a prisoner, at least I'm a clean and comfortable prisoner here. I don't want to go back to the previous standard of kidnapping.

So I shut my mouth and hurry behind, wondering how she can be so freaking fast with such tiny legs. She's probably the size of a kindergartener, but faster than a full-grown adult.

What bizarre witchcraft is that?

I force myself to focus on the path ahead, ignoring the endless parade of closed doors lining these stark corridors. No pictures, no decorations, not even a potted plant breaks up the monotony. Just door after identical door, their handles gleaming dully in the harsh overhead lighting.

The silence is oppressive. Our footsteps echo off the bare walls, amplifying the sound until it feels like we're being followed by an army. I resist the urge to look over my shoulder. "Keep up, my tiny guide snaps for what feels like the hundredth time.

I lengthen my stride, closing the gap between us. Seriously though, how can someone so small move so fast?

We round another corner, and I blink in surprise, Windows. Actual windows line this hallway, letting in natural light.

Wow.

The sun.

it in

right. She pushes open a

humidity hit me like a wall. I stumble, momentarily disoriented by the

kind of massive greenhouse. Lush greenery surrounds us on

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and spilling out of planters. The air is thick with

flowers.

skin. My simple cotton outfit, so comfortable in the air-conditioned

blanket of warmth pressing down on us. I trail after her, trying not

this indoor jungle, a thought strikes me with the force of a physical

in place. I could turn around right now and bolt. My guide is tiny. I could easily

But then what?

quickly as it appeared. I have no idea where I am or how to get out of this

knows what punishment would await me for trying

the fleeting fantasy of freedom and hurry to catch up with my

sits at a table. His beard cascades to his feet,

it's sized for normal

of booster that gets him to the level he needs to reach

laugh, but I'm too worried about

me into a chair. I stumble, barely catching myself as I fall into the seat. The woman bows to the old man and vanishes, leaving me

aware of every bead of sweat forming on my body.

rather

sense of warmth, of friendliness, radiates from him.

we've never met.

feel this way? After everything I've been through, I should be on high alert. Instead, I find myself relaxing in his presence, my guard lowering despite my best efforts

Maybe they've drugged me. Maybe this whole

security.

arms of the chair as I force myself to stay alert. I won't fall for whatever game

his Ble. 1

newspaper, seemingly oblivious to my internal study him, searching for any hint of malice or deception.

unhurried as he reads.

movements

struck by the intensity in his eyes. They're old eyes,

surprisingly strong and deep for such a small man.

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