So. No metal walls to melt. That takes care of that. But she likely would see for herself.

She clenched her jaw at this, considering. "How do you know its not . . . you know, them? Playing games, seeing how the rats run the maze?" The idea at least gave her some hope, but not much. "Eight months and a brainiac like you can't unlock the door? Call me a Debbie Downer but if that's all you've got, it doesn't look good."

She sighed, and actually took a seat on the nearest Sanctuary chair. "Gee, I bet you make all the newbies feel this good."