She gave up for a moment, all of that searching around and sand was too disappointing, but when she heards Barricade's words, Demona's full attention turns to the robot and then to the rooms. She quickly enters the closets one; they were different from the ones above. They were smaller rooms, less cozy and this didn't give a vibe of a guest's room at all. The shackles were also there, these ones were open.

This was not a Hospital.

This was a prison.

A laboratory with cells.

Demona was more than pleased. She moved towards Barricade, smirking wide and her eyes glowing red now. "This place is perfect."