Lindsey winced, but his was a gesture of pain and not one of fear. Not that Sam's words hadn't sent a chill shivering down his spine.

"2114," he managed in a soft exhale as he was all but dragged forward by his hair. He didn't bother asking to be released though, he knew that for tonight, very little of what he asked for would happen.

"Door's open, you don't need a key." He did his best to walk or follow. He took the lead from the other man as they traveled down the short hall.

"It's ahead, to the right." And from the sound of it, Lindsey was quite familiar with these rooms up here.