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he was pretty sure was a broken nose. He used his right forearm to wipe blood and tears somewhatunsuccessfully off his face. Down the corridor, Alex smeared popcorn grease off on his jeans andrushed over."Hey, you okay?"Jesse thought of saying, "Do I look okay?" but didn't, because if he opened his mouth blood would go in,and he was neither hungry nor a vampire."You shouldn't have gone in there," Alex said a little too late, indicating the closed door. "We keep 'embolted in there for a reason... Ted?""Yeah?""Get a piece of paper, write 'No Entry' on it, and stick it on this door. I'm taking him up to the hospital.""Sure, dude," Ted said. "Why don't you ask Dr. Mercer for help?""I think he's asleep."Ted ambled out of the supply room minutes later with a piece of paper with 'No Entry' written on it. Helooked around, trying to figure out which door it was that he was supposed to stick the sign on. There'sonly one way to find out, he decided with a shrug, unbolting the nearest door and peeking in.Neo's reflexes kicked in just in time to yank Ted away to safety and slam the door shut. Grimacing, hestruggled with the wiggling door handle and shot the bolt back home. Someone on the other side kickedthe door. Neo heard swearing and mutterings of, "so much for lunch.""Give me the sign."Ted passed it over along with the scotchtape, and Neo taped it firmly to the door. No entry."What happened in there?" Alex asked as they entered the stairwell.Hand still clamped over what he hoped was still sufficiently his nose, Jesse Walker made severalincoherent noises and gave up trying to talk.He remembered hands grabbing hold of him and yanking him into the room the moment he'd openedthe door; camera dropping from his hands and hitting the ground, someone slamming the door shutagain, and a sharp box to his face as he'd tried to struggle out of his captor's grip..."Don't kill him, Donnie. Not yet."The voice had come from the upper bunk bed in the room, where David Allen Griffin lay smiling at theceiling."Let me go!"**Griffin laughed. "What did you expect would happen when you opened that door? Mr. Jack Traven andhis friends keep us locked in here for a reason.""You killed them!" Jesse yelled. "Jonathan, and Eddie...""Yeah," Griffin admitted. "I was bored. What did they do with the bodies, anyway? I never got thechance to ask."Jesse vaguely remembered a group named Soylent Green assuring them that they would take care ofeverything."What do you want with me?" Jesse asked instead.Griffin rolled over on the bunk to face the teen down below. "Nothing. You're the one who came inhere, after all. Of course, it would be great if you could ask your friend Jack to let us out of here. It'sgetting a little... claustrophobic."