Safe House.

When Kayo nears her destination, she can see that the building is small, almost alarmingly so. The entire building is perhaps three foot wide and six long. At least there isn't a lot of room for someone to hide. She thinks.

The building is smooth with the exception of the door, almost like an airlock.

It takes Kayo a moment to work up the nerve to try the door, spinning the wheel lock that dominates the door until she hears a click, the door swinging slightly open. When the door opens, she sees a small stairway leading down into the darkness.

Glancing over her shoulder for any sign of anyone who might be watching, she slips inside.

Closing the door behind herself, the darkened space lights up a split second after she hears the door click shut in her wake. With a deep breath to calm her jittery nerves, she starts down the steps.

At the bottom of the steps is a small room, sparsely decorated. Along the one are two sets of shelves built into the wall. The first has a small assortment of canned food and a hand operated can opener. The other shelf is well stocked with books and magazines, a cursory search reveals that all of the books and magazines range from Romance to blatantly pornographic in nature.

Across from the shelves is a single bed, with a small night stand beside it. Her eyes widen at the wide range of sex toys on its surface.

This has got to be one of the safe houses, Kayo thinks. I can stay here, I should be safe here.