I sat for a time thinking about who or what would be talking to me and wondering why they had not come after me. It finally dawned on me that the room had a good chance of being an elevator and the voice wanted to know what deck I wanted to go to. I got up, rubbed my sore butt and entered through the door again. Again the unintelligible voice spoke and became silent. I looked around and saw only one button on what looked like an intercom. There was a bar running around the room about waist high with what looked like rubber hand grips evenly spaced around it.

I put my hand on one to see what it felt like, the voice spoke again.

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