Michael, not really aware of that she couldn’t walk steps away from the door takes her under the arms and helps her up on her feet.<br/><br/>“You’re really that out? Then I guess you wouldn’t want… me to touch it a bit more?” He stepped out the door, helping her every step on the way and out in the cold metal corridor that existed on the other side. The corridor stretch right and left, and several door flanked it each fifth yard, he turned left. In the end of the corridor the door to an elevator was seen, which button he pressed and waited for the door to open.<br/>