Captain Glenn pulled at the lever and the door swept open. He stood there a moment, blinking, while he clenched and unclenched his fists before he finally stepped inside.

I followed Randolph into a well-lit, small but cozy dining area. A large wooden table with deep cracks stretching from one knot hole to the next took up most of the room. Six straight-backed chairs sat around it, a few of their legs slanting at such odd angles, it seemed kind of dangerous for anyone to ...