Time for Dinner

Leaving her room, she saw that to the left was only a short run of corridor, with more doors to what looked like further bedrooms. She wondered if anyone else was here under duress, or if she was the only one.

The canteen must be to the right, therefore. Indeed, she hadn't gone very far before she spotted a sign saying "Canteen", with an arrow beneath it. With the help of further signs at junctions of corridors, she soon found her way to her destination. Her only slight worry was whether she would be able to find her way back to her bedroom. As she walked, a slight throbbing had begun in her buttock, telling her that the local anaesthetic had worn off.

The canteen was quite well appointed. As well as a food counter, it also had a self-service bar stocked with a wide range of alcoholic and soft drinks. Stacy realised that she wouldn't be expected to pay for anything, which since she had no money was just as well.

1. Apart from a bored-looking server behind the food counter, the place was deserted.
2. One man sat nursing a cup of coffee, but he was the only customer.
3. Even at this hour, the place was quite busy. Stacy wondered just how many people worked here.

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