It was like the morning of Christmas for the paranormal adventurer as she was giddily bouncing in place. Any degree of respect he saw her in was immediately challenged as he watched her skip over to the door one set down.
"You love this kind of stuff, don't you?" He asked, standing by the chosen passage.
As if realizing her almost perverted grin was apparent, Rain settled herself, though harshly hid her excitement, "It's amazing, isn't it? The spiritual world—it's always full of mystery and intrigue at every turn."
"Sure, it's interesting, not when my friends are in active danger," he said with his arms folded, nudging towards the door.
Rain quickly nodded, grabbing the handle, "R-Right, no time to waste diddle-dallying!"
As it opened, they both stepped through together into—nothing.
"Wha—?"
"Huh?!"
Through distorted space, where sparks cackled and phantoms hissed, they descended.
"You sure found the right door, didn't you?!" Noah accused while falling.
