As he'd thought. Unless both their memories were wrong, which Ryusei doubted because what were even the chances of that? Nevertheless. "Let's try one of the other doors," he suggested, heading back down the hall to the door they'd passed earlier. "What's supposed to be in here?"

Maybe their senses of direction had been thrown off by the dark. Ryusei sure wasn't accustomed to navigating by flashlight. The greenhouse confusion could have been caused by the same thing.