her ear. Joe: “What will you do with those? They’re just earrings.” Beauty: “I’m tricky. They won’t even see me coming.” The elevator had finally come to a stop. For some reason Beauty was still facing the back wall. Joe went to tell her that they had reached their stop, but was halted when the back wall of the elevator suddenly slid completely open. Joe gaped down the hall to see if there was anyone there, but didn’t see or hear anyone. Beauty: “Just follow me, Joe.” Joe: “Okay, but how do you know my name? I haven’t told you yet.” Beauty: “You look like a Joe. A real average Joe, as the saying goes. Now come on.” Joe followed her as close as he possibly could. He figured that even if he somehow lost his sight he could still follow her as long as he had his sense of smell. The woman smelled as delightful as she looked, and Joe was taking it all in. It was one of the perks of following a woman, he supposed. Beauty: “Remember to watch me and not my superbly sculpted buns, little guy. I need you to be alert.” Joe snapped to attention and looked mortified. Joe: “But I … I mean I wasn’t.” Beauty: “Save it. Let’s go!” Beauty ran down the hall with the speed and grace of a creature of the night. Joe had never seen a person move like she did. Complete confidence in her movements, she hugged the walls as if she were a part of them whenever she checked her surroundings. Joe felt awkward and clumsy as he tried to keep up. He wasn’t used to sneaking around, and seeing Beauty in action just made him feel like the kid he was. In that brief moment, he felt oddly uncomfortable in his own skin. A very strange thought crept into his head. He imagined some small creature piloting his body and now cursing itself because it didn’t pay attention to lessons in human piloting school. The creature also cursed Beauty’s pilot for being a know-it-all goody-goody and an overachiever. His daydreams ended when Beauty signaled him over to her side. Beauty: “I’m sure this floor was successfully evacuated. I didn’t see anyone up ahead, but we should have company pretty soon. Let’s clear this hallway and I’ll lead you to our destination.” Joe: “Okay, but what do you want me to do when we get there?” Beauty: “Don’t worry, I’ll let you know soon. You’ll come in handy.” They ran down another hall filled with doors that mostly led to empty rooms. Joe had no clue what these rooms could have been used for or even why the stadium had hidden floors to begin with. None of it made sense. Far behind them Joe heard the elevator doors slide open, and shortly after heard voices as well. The sound hadn’t escaped Beauty. They turned a corner and entered a large room filled with lockers that seemed like the coldest part of the building. Joe wondered if it was a backup locker room for the sports stars, but couldn’t see a visible showering area nearby. He did spot one thing though, a beautiful blonde girl bound with rope and gagged. She wore some sort of blue security pants with lots of big pockets and a white tank top but no shoes. She had a few bruises on her face and upper back near her shoulders. Beauty: “She’s still in here. This makes things a lot easier.” Beauty quickly ran over to the girl and tugged at her ropes. Beauty: “What an amateur. I can’t believe you got caught like that. You’ve made my job one hundred times harder.” Joe: “I don’t think she can hear you.” Beauty: “Can’t a girl vent her frustrations? This girl really mucked things up for me.” Joe: “Sure but what made you both come here anyway?” Beauty: “I guess I can tell you that. I have no clue why she’s here but I’m here to get something precious to me. It’s supposed to be down here somewhere. I thought I’d free her in the process. She got caught, a few weeks ago.” Joe: “Who is she?” Beauty: “Ask her yourself whenever she wakes up. Here take