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.

seen it

can get a good look outside, my guide veers sharply to the right. She pushes open a set of glass double doors, ushering me

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

of massive greenhouse. Lush greenery surrounds us on all

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Lisa: Strango Introductions

The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and

flowers.

skin. My simple cotton outfit, so comfortable

marches ahead, seemingly unbothered by the giant blanket of warmth pressing down on us. I trail after her, trying not to trip over the uneven stone path winding through the

deeper into this indoor jungle, a thought strikes me with

around right now and bolt. My guide is tiny. I could easily outpace her if I tried,

But then what?

no idea where I am or how to get out of this place. Those endless, identical corridors

punishment would await me for trying

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

a table. His beard cascades to his feet, and

for

sitting in some kind of booster that gets him

but I'm too worried

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

of every bead of sweat forming on my body. I shift in my seat, wishing it was easier to breathe in this weather. Actually, I'm just wishing to

maybe not anywhere. Would rather

puts me at ease. A sense of warmth, of friendliness, radiates from him. It's as if I've known him for years, though I'm

we've never met.

feeling unnerves me. Why do I 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

it. I can't trust it. This comfort, this sense of safety-it has to be some kind of trick. Maybe

security.

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

his Ble. 1

study him, searching for

unhurried as he reads.

movements

His gaze meets mine, and I'm struck by the intensity in his eyes. They're old eyes, yes, but sharp and clear, almost terrifying with the way they seem to

Randall," he says, his voice surprisingly strong

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