“Everyone in this area is being transferred to Lady Trasik for her collection and are treated with the best of care.” A barely discernable door clicked and slid open to reveal a short corridor.
“Collection?” Chel repeated curiously.
“I don’t ask questions and neither should you.” The sairah stated dismissively. “Do as you’re told and no harm will come to you. Now, go inside so I can go back to my work.” She motioned for Chel to step into the hallway.
Chel uncertainly walked past the girl, trying to look into her eyes. The sairah purposely avoided her gaze and turned away from Chel to close the door.
