ABIGEAL

THE HALLWAY was dimly lit, which provided a bit of cover as I crept through. I noticed sounds emanating from some rooms- laughter, voices raised in argument, two people fucking- while others were silent and not because they were empty.

I concluded that the more important places had been fortified with soundproofing, and an idea came to my head.

I found the two men who had dragged the boy out of the room. They were strapping him to a chair in front of a camera mounted on a tripod.

The boy was looking with terrified eyes at the table next to him which held lots of sharp instruments and...