Zara
"Come on." Alpha Kane led me to the stairs. I noticed that they, too, could only be accessed by fingerprints, and I wondered who else besides Alpha Kane had access.
Alpha Kane placed his right hand on the white touch sensor, and the glass door clicked open, revealing a black marble staircase with deep silver lines.
The staircase seemed lonely; no one was using it.
Alpha Kane offered me his arm, and I graciously took it as we began to descend. The silence between us felt awkward, so I asked,
"Will you be choosing a model today?"
"Yes, I can't put it off any longer, or it will affect our program. We need to rehearse."
I realized that tomorrow would be the beginning of December. Time was running out.
