Grabbing onto the handle of the flimsy, blue door, he turned it and opened, anxiously watching what laid behind it.
Of course, the other side was unable to be seen before entering, but this time it was hidden behind a velvet veil of luxurious fabric.
Huh? He thought.
Melisande stood next to him, "This time, you better let me help you."
"That goes both ways," he told her.
Gathering a breath into his lungs as he felt a stream of exhaustion and soreness through his body, he pushed it down and stepped forward, pushing through the fabric veil alongside Melisande.
A bright light caused him to squint immediately upon entering, adjusting to it over the course of a few seconds to realize it was a chandelier.
Though it definitely was not a normal chandelier in the slightest: it was enormous.
"...What is this place? It's throwing me off…" Melisande muttered.
