The ork escorted Rave and Shimii into an elevator, and they quickly ascended two floors. When the doors opened, Shimii looked at Rave and reached out a hand as if to touch her, then dropped it again, and walked out into the corridor quietly. The doors closed behind her, and Rave was left with the ork guarding her as it rose again.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the next level, the doors opened again and the ork assisted Rave out of the elevator. He provided as much support as she needed, but he seemed to expect she would be able to walk again by now. One hand rested on the grip of his submachine gun, the threat unspoken but clear.<br/><br/>The corridor was panelled with wood or a high-quality substitute, and there was a thick purple carpet beneath Rave's boots. She was led a short distance before being directed through a door that closed behind her with a magnetic click.<br/><br/>The room in which Rave now found herself was dominated by a large video screen on the far wall, and a very comfortable-looking double bed in the middle of the room. On opposite ends of the room, there was a kitchenette with water and snacks, and a bathroom that was separated from the rest of the room by a glass wall that afforded no privacy.<br/><br/>The video screen was displaying a grid of several video feeds, all of which looked into rooms similar to this one. In about half of the rooms, a man and a woman were having sex or otherwise engaged in intimate physical activities. The women were all in their twenties or late teens, mostly human or elven, while the men were of a variety of ages and metatypes. Unsurprisingly, most of the women didn't seem to be having a good time, although some seemed to be putting a brave face on their situation.<br/><br/>There was also a human woman lying face down on the bed in front of Rave, dressed in a Vashon Island Sleeping Tiger dress, without any shoes. When the door closed, she sat up and hugged her knees close to her chest. She had obviously been crying, and she put her back to the head of the bed, looking up at Rave fearfully. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice shaking. Rave could immediately recognize her as Alicia Fitzwilliam, the executive's daughter that she and Switch had been charged with locating.