The more he spoke, the more Donna could not shake the feeling that she heard his voice before. There were so many people in the place that recognizing voices that carried say, in cafeteria conversations shouldn't have been possible, but Donna definitely found something familiar about the kid's voice.

She shook her head a bit, chalking it up to coincidence as she pointed her torch light off at the center hallway. "Easiest way's out the front door," she told him in a matter-of-fact way, "It's not locked, which is really weird for a place like this, but I'm not going to go complaining to management for it."

And then he mentioned looking for someone. Donna knew a thing or two about where missing people went in this place, but also knew that there were only a few ways to be sure of that kind of thing. "Did someone you know go missing? Or did you see them taken?" If he hadn't seen it, then things were up in the air.