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"I have a ht to the tunnel"

Sylas reverses down the hall "Where’s the map?"

"Not until you let es out "Then I’ll give it to you"

"What’s a nores me and stor"

"What’s a map?" I repeat, but he just hands me the lantern and knife

"I won’t," Dominic says innocently "I promise"

Sylas reaches for the circular lock, but pauses and scoops up a long metal pipe He checks that I still have the knife inthe door shut with his foot "And if you do try so, and I’ I can’t protectto know that he is capable of doing so But I envy him

Sylas jerks his foot fro in front of me My heart beats madly as I watch the locker fros open, hitting the concrete with a clank A head peaks out andreflexes threaten to take over

There are patches of hair on his mutilated head One of his eyes has been stabbed out and part of his face is covered in teeth ets worse as he stands up His neck is thrashed with claw nawed In so his bones

"Good God," Sylas whispers in revulsion "It’s like the red door all over again"

In the memories that took place behind the red door, I once witness a torn little boy eating his own arm "Did you do that to yourself?" I ask Dominic

He steps out of the locker and his skin oozes blood and pus "I got hungry"

Suddenly, Sylas bashes him on the side of the head with a pipe Dorowl, his one eye glowering

"That was your warning to be on your best behavior" Sylas steps aside and gestures at the door "Now lead the way to the map"

Dominic rubs his head and waddles between us His feet leave a trail of green pus and blood as he leads us up the hall Sylas holds the pipe and the lantern I’ because I can’t read him There’s no indication of a lie, but no evidence of truth either He is a mystery

We reach the end of the hall and Doue slithers out of his mouth as he speaks "This way" His shoulders slouch over and he meanders into the silver-lined roo

"I can’t go in," he moans "There’s silver in the walls"

I take the lantern from Sylas "Where’s the map?" I ask Doer at a scraped cabinet in the back corner "In the top drawer"

I tiptoe inside, the knife gripped tightly in low of the lantern There’s a chair smashed in the corner and a set of chains piled to the side When I reach the cabinet, I position the lantern on the floor and try the top drawer"

"It’s locked," I call out, giving the drawer a good hard tug

"Break it open then," Sylas replies, annoyed withthe knife, I slip the blade in the crack After a lot of grunting and sweating, the wood finally splits apart The drawer shoots open and I shine the lantern inside There are a stack of papers, penned with red ink I pick one up and stare at thea path across it

I turn to Dominic and hold the lantern to the paper "Is this a map?"

"Yes," he hisses and I don’t like the zeal in his tone "That’s it That’s what you need"

I fold it up and start to shut the drahen a glass vial rolls forward, along with a few syringes The vial is filled with black liquid; the medicine that will transform me into a Day Taker I left my vial back at the Day Takers’ hideout I don’t knohy I do it But the back of my mind convinceswith a syringe

"Kayla, what are you doing in there?" Sylas hollers "Hurry up"

"I’," I shout and hustle to the door I present Sylas with the map, but Dominic robs it fro the pipe at hi on thin ice here"

Doers "I’ to show you where the tunnels are" He se brown spot near the border "This is where we are right now" He slides his finger to the center "And this is your entrance to the tunnels"

Sylas angles his head over the map and his expression falls "Of course it is"