The Illustris darted through the wall behind me, then shortly after, the rectangular outline of a door appeared. There wasn't a handle or any other discerning features, but as I tried to feel around for a way to open it, I fell through.
'Watch where you're going, Guide.'
The Ingaran used my title as though it were an obscenity. 'I only want to find-'
Before I could finish my sentence, the being was off, mixing in with hundreds of other Ingarans who I couldn't hope to tell apart. I was insulted that they'd ignored me but equally as ashamed that I didn't know where to start to make things better. I couldn't ask Gil or Gwenvere for advice either.
Fine, I couldn't have been in here long, so assume Dauntless is still outside with at least some of the crew. Where would the others be? Where would Violet be?
I tried to think back to the room she was in, only remembering that it looked similar to mine.
