No one had the time to question what Arnold did. The door was open and that's what mattered the most. The process was not significant. Especially since it was related to Arnold's rusty memory.
Arnold was feeling pretty good about opening the door and became a little guide for them. He turned around to face the group, saying, "He should be inside. Let's go -"
Before he could finish the sentence, a thin needle flew by his face at a frightening speed. The needle was as long as an adult-sized palm and it flew like a jet in the air, lightly touching the surface of Arnold's earlobe. It left a shallow cut which started to bleed instantly.
Roman pushed the others behind him and steadily raised a hand, ready to attack anyone who appeared at his side. The door was opened but it was a bit too d
