Elizabeth strolled through the twisting corridors of Adrian's estate, her footsteps gentle on the shiny marble surfaces. All morning, she was restless, feeling that Adrian hadn't revealed everything about her situation.
The mansion was huge, with rooms that appeared to stretch endlessly, some containing valuable art while others had basic furniture, giving the home a strangely mysterious allure.
While walking along a dimly lit hallway, Elizabeth spotted a partially open door at the corridor's conclusion.
She paused, looking around to ensure no one was observing. She was uncertain if Adrian would be okay with her venturing this way, but her curiosity was pulling at her. Ultimately, he hadn't provided her with several answers, and if she was going to be trapped here, she should at
