It didn't sound like the mysterious voice over the intercom had a name, but whoever it was sounded powerful. Someone to genuinely be wary of, then, until Skulduggery managed to find him. It also didn't sound like anyone knew exactly where they were, which meant there was very little this woman would be able to tell him that he couldn't figure out himself.

He glanced around the hallway, his gaze settling on the staircase at the far end. If all those rooms Skulduggery saw back there were prison cells rather than hospital rooms, then it logically followed they were in some kind of basement dungeon, yes? At the very least, rooms people didn't typically want you to see were kept upstairs.

Skulduggery glanced back at the woman, his head tilting slightly to the right. "If you're sure you don't want help, I'll stop bothering you," he said. "If, on the other hand, you wouldn't mind coming with me, a guide would certainly be useful. I'd like to know what's upstairs."