I took the hand this being extended to me and felt safe for the first time in a while. The being's grip was strong, warm, much like a human's hand.
"Don't worry about falling out of the ceiling. We will not flip over while I'm in here."
He barely gave me any time to think about it before tugging me across the room toward the other door.
"She's over here, isn't she?" he asked me, stopping just in front of the door.
I nodded, saying, "I'm pretty sure, yeah."
He let go of my hand and reeled an arm back, before smacking his flat palm against the closed metal door. It folded in a painful-sounding crunch and he took it in his hand, flinging it back behind us toward this central room's control panel.
"Jesus!" I stared at the control panel, which flickered, unstable. Then I turned back to this angelic being and stared wide-eyed at him.
