"Old lady!"
"Old lady?"
Princess was carrying Pearl on her back. She sighted a couch and carefully lain her on it. She stood like a demon ready to kill, examining the cottage. Demona was not the least surprised. Although she needed help, she was not really on good terms with the old lady. There was a reason that made her leave but she could not quite remember what it was. This old lady saved her when she was younger, just a little child. Yet, what made her run away from her was still unclear in her mind.
Demona could sense this and wanted to find out the answers for himself. But he cautioned himself, 'Not yet.'
The hall passage out of was indeed the spookiest. It appeared to them that they were underground because they kept climbing stairs that accelerated. They climbed for so long they wondered if the dungeon was a grave set for prisoners.
