He needed to confirm that the coast was clear.

Isaac had been meticulously tracking the woman's footsteps each time she exited the room, using them as a guide to the door's location.

Though stumbling in his haste, he managed to navigate his way outside.

The air felt different.

He ventured a few steps, hoping to be spotted by anyone else who might be around.

It was evident to him that the woman had been deliberately evasive, refusing to answer his questions.

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed as Isaac stumbled over something.

The woman rushed over, demanding, “Why did you come out?"

Isaac froze, meeting her gaze with uncertainty.

The woman scrutinized him, noting his attire and stature, which gave him the appearance of an undercover agent.

It seemed like he was here to investigate them.

In such a remote location, it was unusual for strangers to appear.

"You should go back. It's not safe outside," she advised.

“It's not safe inside either," Isaac countered, his tone resolute.

The woman was momentarily at a loss for words. “We've already promised not to harm you. If we had ill intentions, we wouldn't have saved you. We could have simply disposed of you," she reasoned.

"Then why save me and refuse to let me leave?" Isaac pressed, his confusion mounting.

"I'm afraid you'll expose our secret," the woman admitted.

Isaac furrowed his brow. "What secret are you talking about?"

"Did you see anything unusual when you arrived?" the woman probed, her gaze searching his face.

Isaac shook his head, confusion clouding his features. "No, I didn't see a thing."