the only room in this building with any equipment in it,” she said as Ajax’s first attempt was also rejected. Like her, he was just guessing random words.
“What about the other building?” he asked, trying another word.
“Didn’t get there yet,” she replied.
“And the door?” he prompted. “That was you as well, right?”
She nodded. “Yeah, I learned how to break non-electronic locks a long time ago,” she admitted.
A look of approval quickly flashed across Ajax’s face before he hid it behind the stony mask he had been wearing ever since he entered the room.
“This still doesn’t make any sense,” he said, waving his hand around the room in frustration as the computer still refused any password. “You didn’t see anyone, right?”
“Right,” she confirmed.
“What about surveillance cameras?”
Arianna shook her head. “No, nothing. The place literally looks deserted. If it weren’t so clean and rather new, I wouldn’t believe that it had ever been used.”
Ajax nodded. “Exactly. So why is it here then?”
Before she could reply, the screens on the wall flashed to life. Behind them, a thick steel panel slid quickly into place in front of the door. Ajax rushed over, trying to find purchase to force it back open. She watched worriedly as he failed, the steel sliding from inside the wall on one side into the wall on the other. It was completely smooth.
“Not good,” he said, looking around for any sort of exit. “Ventilation grates! Find them!”
She didn’t argue with him this time, but a quick search showed that the vents were perhaps six inches across. Far too small for either of them to ever escape through.
The screens showed a panoramic view of the outside of the building. They could see the empty big rig, which now rumbled to life. The vague outline of someone sitting in the driver’s seat was visible to them.
“What the fuck,” Ajax cursed, banging on the door.
A speaker in the ceiling, unnoticed before then, crackled to life.
“Hello.” The voice was crisp and clear, obviously modulated by a program to prevent them from recognizing it in the future. “Welcome to Coleforn Shipyard. Thank you for coming, and we appreciate your stay.”
“It’s been pleasant,” Ajax snapped sarcastically. “However, we seem to have left our food at home. If you don’t mind, we’ll just be going now. I’m kind of hungry.”
The voice chuckled deeply. “Don’t worry, we’ll feed you once we arrive at our destination.”
“What?” she asked, looking around. “Where do you think we’re going? We’re in a building, in case you didn’t notice.”
“Are you?” the voice asked calmly.
On the screens, the sliding crane began to move along its rails closer to the building. The view abruptly switched to one from the other building. They watched as the crane descended. Two men appeared on the roof, and they grabbed the big hooks descending from the crane boom, and attached them to something on the roof of the building that was out of sight of the pair.
“I have a bad feeling about this,” Ajax muttered.
One of the men on the roof signaled to the crane operator, and the wire retracted until the hooks went tight. She looked up at the roof. They had heard and felt the boom as the room shook slightly.
“Not good,” she echoed. “Not good at all.”
Then, as they watched in horror, the entire section of the building they were in lifted away. She reached out instinctively for Ajax as the room spun freely. He steadied himself against her, his thick legs keeping them planted to the spot.
“This room is a trap,” she breathed. “It’s a fucking disguised cargo container,” she said, disgusted with herself for falling for it so easily.
“Try your cell,” Ajax said quickly.
“I left it at home, like I did everything else.” She couldn’t help but laugh. “In case something very much like this happened.”
Ajax smiled ruefully. “Well, seems like we both pulled