She heard shouts, faint at first, then growing in volume and joined by running footsteps. They knew where she was. Alice rounded a corner and sprinted flat out along the thirty-foot length of the connecting corridor, her desperate footfalls audible despite her damaged hearing. Her chest tightened, legs rubbery with fatigue. The junction at the end of the corridor gave her two options; left behind a closed wire door, or right and curving out of sight.