"…"
Christie opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling vacantly.
The entire stronghold was dead silent. The little girl sat herself up and quietly took in everything before her eyes. Without a change of clothes, the little girl got off the bed and approached the door.
Christie didn't reach out to the knob but the wooden door quietly opened by itself. The little girl stepped out of the room. There weren't any sounds coming from the empty hallway. She turned around and ascended the stairs. Before her eyes, the locked large door suddenly opened automatically. Cold, night wind breezed from within and swept the little girl.