So, what’s behind door number one?” Mary commented, bringing him out of his thoughts as the second air lock door opened.
“Pardon?”
“Oh, nothing. Game show reference, I make silly comments when I get nervous.”
He led the way in to the corridor, on either side glass windows looked over the flanking rooms but it was too dark to see anything. Valdagerion suddenly stopped, listening. Abruptly he pressed her flat against the wall, almost crushing her just as four armed Unseeile appeared around the curve in the corner, rifles aiming. Blue bursts of light and heat flew past them.
“Shit.” Mary squeaked. “I would have settled for the cuddly toy.
