Scene 9

When Laura exited the elevator she believed she was in the clear, and was thereby stunned to hear her name being called over the intercoms installed throughout the hallway.

Laura Holt, report to T Section, Room 405.

She frowned as the message repeated itself.

Laura Holt, report to T Section, Room 405.

Unwilling to risk that Alessandra had found herself in trouble and needed her help, Laura went in search of the room. Finding it, she ducked inside. The door slammed behind her, trapping her in the pitch dark, locked room.

"Hey!" she yelled as she banged on the door. "There's somebody in here!"

It was a hopeful sign when the room flooded with light. She peered about, curiously. It appeared she was a wind tunnel of some type. A model aircraft was perched on a stand in the middle of the room while a massive turbine had been installed into the far wall.

Suddenly, the blades of the turbine begin to spin and smoke filled the room. The blades quickly picked up speed, creating a vaccum effect that her slight frame had no defense against.

Well, isn't this just peachy.

Desperately, she grabbed the model, clinging to it, the air speed indicator on the turbine announced the blades speed had accelerated to over a hundred miles per hours and continued to climb. With no other choice, she let go of the file she'd been holding, and grasped the model with both hands.

She shivered as the temperature of the room plummetted, and the blades of the turbine continued to accelerate.. one-fifty… two hundred… two-fifty… three hundred miles per hour. She eyed the sharp blades behind her – the unguarded blades that promised to cut her to ribbons should her precarious grip on the model fail before help arrived.