like a dream, it felt real but how would she tell if it was real or just a dream? Natasha looked around the room again and her eyes fell on the door that she guessed would lead to the outside of the room. Walking slowly and cautiously towards the door, she reached for the door knob and twisted the door open. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the room and shut the door behind her.
She walked softly through the passage. Candelabra held candles that brightened the dark passage hung on the wall. She walked past different doors but didn't dare to open any of them. Her fear was real and her heart pounded heavily in her chest. A sharp gasp left her lips when she felt something crawl on her feet, she jumped in fright and saw it was only a rat. Natasha closed her eyes and steadied her breathing, she walked towards one candelabra, she removed it from the wall and held it tightly and she continued moving.
