“By the way,” I speak up to ask an obvious question. “Why did you bring me here, Lexxy? Did you forget something?”

It’s hard to act natural since she’s practically playing right into our hands. The excitement I’m feeling, it’s… scary. I’m excited to confront her. It’s strange, it’s horrifying, it’s—also frightening.

“You could say that.” She replies with a quick and vague answer. An answer that could easily throw a person off.

“What do you mean, Lexxy? If you’re looking for something, I can help you.”

Before she could give me an answer, I walk past her and look around the room to look for it myself, despite not...