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to your workstation. You must learn the route yourself." At one point, the alien glanced back at her. "Do you have any questions?"
                "Just one. I asked the yellow box for some music, and it gave me a little white button, but I didn't know what to do with it. How do I get my music to play?"
                "Did you try to insert it into your ear?"
                Meredith paused and nearly slapped her forehead. Of all the things she tried, sticking the little button into her ear was one trick she hadn't tried. She'd thought of it, but she was afraid the thing would slide down her ear canal, and she'd have to call the praying mantis to come dig it out. She hurried to catch up after promising herself it would be the first thing she'd do when she returned to her room.
                They passed several corridors, until they entered a darker area. Here, the walls were more of a richer reddish-brown hue, reminding Meredith of old whiskey or bourbon. The lighting also seemed subdued. Presently, Gleeth stopped in front of the long hall, and a panel slid aside.
                They walked into a very narrow room, so small that she could almost extend her arms out to the side and touch both walls. Like the outside corridor walls, the predominant shade here was the whiskey color. In front of them was a low table with a pallet, much like the kind she slept on, except there were more of those neon pink cuffs at both ends. Meredith pointed them out.
                "They are to help prevent you from falling off," Gleeth answered.
                "Falling off?"
                "Lie down with your feet facing the panel."
                "What panel?" She started to remove her gown when Gleeth stopped her.
                "Keep it on. The clientele prefer you wear it."
                With the alien guiding her, she laid on her back with her feet almost touching the rear wall. Gleeth closed the cuffs.
                "In the future, you only need to touch the restraints for them to automatically close."
                After helping her adjust herself until she was comfortable, the alien lifted her arms until they were above her head, and the upper set of cuffs locked above her elbows.
                "These will let the table know how far to extend into the other room."
                "What do I do now?"
                "Nothing. The table will rise or lower to accommodate the height of the clientele. Once the barrier comes down to hide your face, the far door will open to let the clientele inside."
                "Aren't you staying with me?"
                "It is not allowed."
                Gleeth left without a sound. Even the doorway was too quiet to hear as it closed. At the same time, she felt the table move. In the near darkness, it was difficult to tell if it was going up or down. There was a slight jolt when it stopped, however, and then she definitely detected it moving forward.
                The wall at her feet moved aside, taking her slowly into the adjacent room that was no bigger than the one she'd been in. As she reached the wall, a panel lowered to below her armpits where it flowed downward and solidified around her upper body, leaving her breasts on the other side. Flashes of a magic trick where a magician sawed a woman in half went through her mind. At the same time, she realized she'd never seen or met any of the other kidnapped victims. All she had was Gleeth's word for it. What if she was really meant to be food for these creatures? What if all of this was a ruse, and she was being decked out to be their next banquet? She fought the image as the table halted and the panel stopped just above the pallet.
                "Do not panic, Merry. All will be fine."
                The voice came from somewhere overhead. It had to be