Rosemary's pov:
Tonight is a very cold night, but it hasn't snowed since it stopped very early this morning. My gloved hands keep on clutching the insides of my pockets as I stand here in this darkened corner, shivering at every breeze that blows by, waiting for the perfect moment to sneak inside the museum.
I slap the illusion charm around my wrist after making sure there are currently no eyes on me. I climb the stairs towards the entrance and stand by the door like a guard. Except, I am not guarding it from anybody that might get in, on the contrary, I am waiting for somebody to open the door for me to slip inside. There are security cameras around the building, inside and out. My intrusion will not be caught, but the door will definitely be seen opening and closing on its own.
