On a whim she took hold of her camera and began snapping pictures in all directions. If this nightmare should ever end, she wanted to be sure it was real and that she hadn’t dreamed it. Or perhaps she needed definitive proof she was indeed crazy. As she took the first shot, the automatic flash went off with a blinding blue light, which filled the entire hall and attracted a few curious glances. But Kate had better things to think about, as the two waiters who were after her had just reached the top of the stairs. The young journalist caught sight of a door leading to a little hidden hallway. She made sure the waiters could not see her from the top of the stairs, and without a moment’s hesitation, she ventured into the hallway, closing the door behind her. Laughter. The laughter of children came from the end of the tunnel. Kate ran forward and tried to find the source of the sound. The hall led to a room she had never seen.
