‘Come on upstairs,’ Martin said, ‘I’ll show you our bedroom.’ He led the way up a long, winding staircase and deposited their bags in a huge... bedroom, the centerpiece of which was a king-sized four-poster bed. Ann found it hard to believe how rich, yet comfortable, the room looked. ‘Martin, this really is lovely,’ Ann said. ‘I hoped you’d like it,’ Martin replied. ‘I was a little nervous about that. Be a heck of a way to start our new life if you didn’t like the place we spent our honeymoon,. I notice the "dress up" clothes I had brought and not worn, and decided "what the heck". I put on a white lace bra with matching panties and white thigh-highs. It was a black dress, button up the front with long sleeves and a military collar. The skirt came almost, but not quite to the top of my stockings. Black FMP's and a black purse completed the outfit. Oh, to still be able to wear clothes like that... Sigh... I was aware of the eyes on me as I crossed the lobby. The doorman almost fell. He knows. I think we’re going to have to get him in. Try him with accessory to attempted murder, a few years in prison. His wife would love that. It may be enough to overcome his fear of reprisals.’ Keith spoke quietly so he would not be overheard. ‘Colin, I think an unofficial meeting with O’Malley might bring more results, the three of us, not you David. I think he needs to see what his little part in the plot did to you, Allan.’ ‘I’m a bit uneasy about that,’ said Colin, ‘but there again. Open... ?” He looked to Fiona, and she nodded as she scanned the scar marks herself.“I guess ye cannae see it? I can see the gate, and the damage this thing did, opening the gate. But nae on the other side where we entered the gate, almost as if someone opened the other side with a key.” She shrugged, and reached out a hand to press against the wall of the factory, beneath one of the enormous scars. “I’ve seen other gates too, with this sort of damage, opened from the physical world’s side.