Emma slid open the door. Wondering what she was doing, she sneaked outside into the hall. She knew the place was guarded by the monsters, though the others tried to keep it from her. Though she was the youngest, she knew what she was doing. They were supposed to be guests, but she knew it was meant to be a prison. They were allowed to roam the place, but the thick concrete walls and steel doors barring them from outside reminded them of what this place really was. She was irritated with the others for running off. Where were they? Were they trying to concoct another escape plan? They said they would be back by now. She heard familiar voices behind a door. Silently, she pushed it open and stood in the shadows behind the group.