The distance between chambers seemed abnormally long.
Is it an illusion or is space magically distorted here?
Vladimars wondered as he crept through the corridors. He spied an open heavy wooden door and listened outside. He heard only the soft bubbling that reminded him of a brook and slowly slipped into the room. He wanted to use magic to make himself slink from shadow to shadow but the maraium of the walls make such endeavors foolish since he didn't know what other guardians were about nor if there were active researchers around.
I'm a mage. I'm a prime test subject. I don't want to become their newest experiment.