"I don't think there was a door, actually." Her hands flit through the air in a vague gesture. "It seemed like just an extension of the other hallways. All the other doors I've tried are locked.

Luce tucks her hands against her sides, trying to seem less anxious than she really is. This isn't what she signed up for when she entered the music business. "Perhaps she went to get help... I mean, some of the people around, like Krieg, didn't seem safe to be around for a while."