Bam!
Amelia crashed open another door, muttering in frustration, "Why are there not many doors in this place?"
"No, wait a minute; this place looks familiar." Her face, deep red due to anger, turned confused as she surveyed the room's interior.
Although all the rooms looked alike, she noticed some minor resemblances.
She also observed that the surroundings, which had previously retained some warmth, now turned ice-cold.
Unbeknownst to her, all the guards around her, who had been avoiding her like a plague, had long run away while she was busy running around in circles.
Creak-
Her steps. Once light and fast, sounded heavy and booming, echoing loudly in the silent atmosphere.
Amelia frowned. She had not heard anyone or anything and did not notice a thing while roaming around.
Lost in thought, hearing and seeing nothing, she realized the room was closed, but she had not moved a step nor run forward.
