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She
turned
right
and
started
up
a
freakishly
steep
flight
of
stairs
,
her
leg
beginning
to
ache
.
Overhead
,
strapped
and
bundled
cables
hugged
the
stairwell
’
s
ceiling
like
colorcoded
ganglia
.
The
walls
were
splotched
with
damp
.
She
arrived
at
a
triangular
landing
and
stood
rubbing
her
leg
.
More
corridors
,
narrow
,
their
walls
hung
with
rugs
.
They
branched
away
in
three
directions
.
LEFT
.
She
shrugged
.
'
Lemme
look
around
,
okay
?
’
LEFT
.
'
Relax
.
There
’
s
time
.
’
She
started
down
the
corridor
that
led
off
to
her
right
.
STOP
.
GO
BACK
.
DANGER
.
