"God dammit… Who made these doors so heavy?…" Dyon leaned all of his weight forward, pushing with all of his might. Doors that should have taken him nothing but a finger to obliterate had suddenly become the hardest obstacle of his life.
Dyon had a mind to give up. He was looking around for people, but wouldn't a room filled with people have some kind of noise coming from it? He had even opened the door a crack, and yet he still heard nothing.
With the limited amount of energy he had, he wasn't even clear if he would fall asleep again the moment he took his next step. He couldn't afford to be opening heavy doors that led to nowhere.
Dyon's feet slipped backwards, causing the door to slam shut.
Everyone in the hall looked at each other. That voice, was it who they thought it was?
Ri, Madeleine and Clara immediately snapped their attention toward the door.
