Nineteen 

     We pass through the hallway without meeting anyone and get to an intersection. Tim turns one way, Marie and I go the other.
     "They took us over here," Tim says.
     Marie says, "We found a door down this way." She looks down the hall. "I think."
     "It was this way," I say. "But they took you down that way?"
     "Yeah," Tim says.
     "Let's see," I say.
     We walk a long way down the hallway. As we go, we begin to pass doors. One or two have voices behind them, though I couldn't make out what was being said.
     I touch Marie and Tim on their shoulders and we s...

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