Huth's emphasis on "volunteer" was almost imperceptible, yet it had the effect of two pieces of steel striking together.
"You have already met one of these—Goolies. Let us go and meet some more."
Nina put out her hand. "Is this necessary?"
Huth regarded her thoughtfully.
"Yes, I believe it is. If we are going to work together, you should know everything."
"And if we're not?" Lucifer snapped. Huth shrugged. "Then it won't make any difference, I assure you."
Outside, the wet moss of the courtyard was springy underfoot. Lucifer flinched with the remembered horror of trying to breath through that moss and water.
Nina took his hand. Her fingers were strong and warm.
A tall attendant let them into the building. Lucifer looked down a long, sterile-white corridor, flanked by small, seemingly transparent doors.
"The doors are transparent only from this side, and then only when subjected to the proper wave frequency to make them so," Huth explained.