"Come check this out," Samuel called out.
Ryan's expression transformed from annoyance to curiosity. "What is it?" he asked, still standing in the same spot while side eyeing Samuel.
"Looks like an iron door, hidden beneath the earth," Samuel explained, dusting his dirty hands, his face was lit by the incoming sunlight.
Aria leaned forward on Ryan's back, her injured leg throbbing at the movements, "An iron door? Here?" she asked with interest.
Ryan walked back to Samuel with Aria still secured to his back, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
Aria's grip on Ryan's neck tightened, her nails digging into his skin as she gazed at the old looking iron door that was hidden beneath the forest's ground. "Do you think it's safe?" she asked with apprehension.
"It could be a shelter," Samuel suggested, looking at the door in thought.
"Or a trap," Aria countered with wide eyes. Her injured leg throbbed, and she winced a little.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!