The door was locked.
This was the first locked door they'd come across during their search, and Gibbs allowed it to buoy his hopes that this was where Tony was being held. He nodded to Fornell, following close behind him, and with his cover, kicked the door open. Automatically scanning the room for danger, one part of his brain catalogued the room's contents, before the rest of him was even aware of it.
The sight that greeted him was like a flashback to one of his frequent nightmares. The room was bare, like a cell. No decorations, no furnishings, just a metal bed in the centre of the room, directly below a skylight. The nightmare image was