#122857 - Turn left and down the stairs, Shelly ordered, Be careful, There were voices, louder now, getting louder all the time, Jayne had no idea that she was descending into a replica of an ancient dungeon, or that she came into view feet first or that half dozen men were drinking bottled beer or coke from the improvised bar at the other end of the room, away from the curved brick vaulting of the dungeon area. Jayne stared, there was no threat, no coercion, just a fellow human being who needed a small kindness Jayne rationalised, just a friend, it wasn't really any different to giving someone a lift in one's car or putting a sticking plaster. It's up here, Miss Cathcart explained, It's Victorian I think, a bit of a warren I'm afraid but there's no need to go through the Club, Oh, I see, Jayne exclaimed, Right, and she followed as Miss Cathcart led her up the slightly uneven thinly carpeted steps, and along a short corridor past a store