"Right," Ellen said, turning to them, "One down, four to go." she beckoned Will over with a motion of her fingers, and he meandered over obediently with the key.
Quinn stared at them, feeling like she should interject. To stop them from just shoving a key in place to see what happened, but she felt unsure of herself. So far nothing she had tried had worked. They had all been robbed of their clothes despite her trying to fight it, and there was even a piercing truth to Meena's accusations: it was her that had got them all in this mess to begin with. Perhaps she had done enough. She watched intently as Ellen snatched the key, fed it into the socket until it met resistance, then turned it clockwise. There was a loud shunt, the lights in the room dimming slightly, accompanied by the faint sou
