Going in

We drove the short way to the restaurant and went in. The entrance looked anything like a normal restaurant, but Lily seemed to know where to go. She put in a code in a keypad next to the door and lead me through. Inside was a mostly empty room where we were greeted by a hostess wearing a fairly normal uniform. Lily confirmed our reservation and the hostess told us to follow her.

At this point, I was starting to get really nervous. Both by the prospect of the situation and the security procedures. But my worries were partly lifted when we were led into what finally looked like a restaurant. The decor was nice, though it was a little dark. I could faintly hear other guests enjoying their meal. Customers were seated at nice but simple booths, but only a few empty ones were visible. The others were closed off by heavy curtains.

The hostess brought us to one of the empty tables and told us our waitress would be with us shortly. After that, she closed the curtain, leaving us alone in near silence.

I could feel my heart beating in my chest, I almost started to feel sick from the apprehension. Yet when I looked at Lily, I knew I had to go through with it.