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sounded sincere and I started to regret
the harsh way I was speaking to her as well as the severity of my
accusation. I was about to apologize but then my mind seized upon
the idea that no matter how believable she sounded Carah couldn't
be trusted.
    "You're...you're not sorry! You're just
trying to...to pacify me!" I lunged for her; hitting and clawing at
her face.
    She grabbed my wrists, "My you're a feisty
one!" she grinned wickedly. "Is that you or is Daemon still in
there," she loosened her grip and after letting go laid one of her
hands over my heart, "somewhere?" she was silent a moment as if she
were listening or trying somehow to sense what was going on inside
of me. The car pulled to a stop and she quickly dropped the
attempt, "Ah, here we are."
    Carah let my other hand go and slid across
the seat towards the door. A moment later the driver came around
and let her out. After she exited the car she bent down and
beckoned me to do the same, "Come," she said and stepping back held
the door for me.
    I thought about trying to escape as I
scuttled across the seat and hopped out but Carah intuitively
grabbed my collar as soon as my feet hit the ground. She seemed
impossibly strong and I felt helpless against her grip. I quickly
realized how useless it would be to try and get away and since I
was unable to do anything else I looked around at my surroundings.
We were in an underground garage of sorts. There were several rows
of cars, trucks and motorcycles; perhaps a dozen or so of each
parked in precise intervals across the expansive floor.
    Carah looked down at me, "Now then. I need
you to do everything I say and if you do not..." she put her hands
one on each side of my face and I felt her thoughts rippling across
mine. "Do you understand?" I couldn't keep the fear from my eyes
and my heart felt like it would burst through my chest. Reluctantly
I nodded. "Good," Carah released me. "This way."
    She pivoted on her heel and took several
steps then looked expectantly at me and I began to shuffle after
her. Carah led us to an elevator and rather than going up it
brought us further and further down. When the doors slid back she
nudged me to get out then followed right behind me.
    I glanced around and was surprised to find
that we were in a hallway that looked very much like the entryway
or foyer to someone's home. The tiled floor gleamed under our feet
and the walls were hung with various pieces of artwork. There were
several small, round tables with two chairs each facing one another
and in between these were plant stands of various shapes and sizes
spilling over with an array of foliage.
    The walls lining the hallway had several
breaks in them; doorways leading into vast rooms on either side and
as we walked I glanced in and could see that they each seemed to
have their own purpose. One was littered with gaming tables;
billiards and chess boards, backgammon and many other games that I
just didn't recognize. Some of them were in use and when we walked
by several of the room's occupants raised their heads and stole
curious looks at us.
    Some of the other rooms were clearly offices
with desks and computers, filing cabinets and such, then there was
what seemed to be a library, and something that looked very much
like a small theater complete with a movie screen and three rows of
staggered seating to view it from.
    When we reached the end of the hallway we
turned left and after a handful of steps I noticed that there was a
long stretch of wall that was entirely glass. In places it was
covered with condensation but as we walked past I could see that
behind the glass was a vast indoor garden. There were trees and
flowers and shrubs all at the peak of their bloom. I could even see
a number of small animals and birds flitting about and I couldn't
help marveling at the beauty of the sight of it all as we passed
by.
    There was nothing along the opposite wall
except artwork and plants stands in similar profusion to the main
entryway. At