She stood and transfixed in front of a tall gate covered in vines of grass, covering a large old manor inside - the manor looked so old and sinister, it made her hesitate as she thought that she couldn't possibly find anything useful as information in there. After all what could she expect from this ruined and nearly toppled building?
But work was work and of course she couldn't avoid this one, because even if she didn't like it she couldn't help but come and enter the manor. Then, her hand moved to open the gate which luckily wasn't locked by padlock - only the gate was difficult to open due to the many vines that seemed to lock it tightly, closing the manor area as if don't want anyone to enter.
Her hands moved to tore it, forcing the vines apart and grazing her hand with the hard stem
