Her heart beat was finally trying to regain its previous calm rhythm, but her hands were still trembling. She pushed it away and focused ahead. The large hall echoed as her sandals clip-clopped across to a wall mounted glass case at the far end with huge welcome signs hanging from the ceiling. Inside all the information she had been seeking and an array of small artefacts surrounded the posters and brass etched signs on glass floating shelves. There was a door off to her left with an ‘Office’ plaque above and a red rope stretched across, preventing her from venturing further. There was a glass sliding window beside the glass...