Diana ran back to you, circled once around, your legs, then ran back to the door. She stopped there, then clawed at the door as if she wanted you to open it. As you got closer, the door seems more ancient, and it was smooth but split with many cracks. It was a deep mahogany colour.

April touched it then looked back, "S-Should we get the bag?" she asked, a little louder than a whisper but still in a hushed voice. She tried to understand, raking her memory. Her hands shook slightly as she looked back, waiting for Dianas response.

A flash of memory comes back to you.
You were in a white space, and twenty vaguely human blurs are moving around...
A splitting headache crashes into your head and you cry out a bit, drawing Diana's attention. She runs over to you and puts both her paws on your leg and tugs. Wether you want to take the bag or not will be your own choice.

A flash of memory comes back to you.
You were in a white space, and twenty vaguely human blurs are moving around...
A splitting headache crashes into your head and you cry out a bit, drawing Diana's attention. She runs over to you and puts both her paws on your leg and tugs. Wether you want to take the bag or not will be your own choice.

April put her hands to her head, staring at the ground. her eyes shimmered slightly. She tried to calm her beating heart, "C-Come on" she whispered to the raccoon, barely able to speak because of the choking feeling in her throat. She pressed her hand against the door, trying to open it with her flimsy arms. She wanted to get away from it. She was starting to feel terrified.

Diana left your legs and moved back to the door. The door was heavy, so naturally you wouldn't be able to push it open. However, you notice Diana was leaping up and down, trying to reach what seemed to be a loose stone jutting out of the wall next to the door at the place about your eye-level. The door didn't budge as you tried to push it.

Diana left your legs and moved back to the door. The door was heavy, so naturally you wouldn't be able to push it open. However, you notice Diana was leaping up and down, trying to reach what seemed to be a loose stone jutting out of the wall next to the door at the place about your eye-level. The door didn't budge as you tried to push it.

April shuffled over to Diana, touching the stone jutting where she was jumping to. She blinked slightly, trying to see what was so interested in. She trusted the raccoon a lot. April thought of her as a friend or even caretaker.

The stone slid back into the wall, and a click was heard. Soundlessly, the heavy mahogany door swung open, creating a small gust of wind as Diana jumped behind you. The door slowed to a stop, revealing a dim hallway lit by torches in iron casings. Another door awaited at the end of the hallway, but you couldn't see anything about the door because it was rather far away.

The stone slid back into the wall, and a click was heard. Soundlessly, the heavy mahogany door swung open, creating a small gust of wind as Diana jumped behind you. The door slowed to a stop, revealing a dim hallway lit by torches in iron casings. Another door awaited at the end of the hallway, but you couldn't see anything about the door because it was rather far away.

She stayed still, staring out. She walked forward, almost like a snake. She was transfixed on the area. As she stepped into the centre of the corridor, she touched the stone beside one of the torches, feeling around it. She wasn't sure about it at all. Aprils sighed. She turned, looking back at Diana.

Diana had been following you around, running circles around your legs as you walked. After some time, she grew bored of circling you and ran down to the door at the end, leaving you alone and feeling a bit empty. She looked back at you and scratched at the door, waiting for you to hurry up. The hallway was made of smooth, black marble.

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Diana had been following you around, running circles around your legs as you walked. After some time, she grew bored of circling you and ran down to the door at the end, leaving you alone and feeling a bit empty. She looked back at you and scratched at the door, waiting for you to hurry up. The hallway was made of smooth, black marble.

She walked slowly towards the door, keeping her hand on the wall. She stepped lightly on her tip toes, trying not to make a sound that could alert anyone. She watched Diana quietly, trusting the raccoon to lead her.