The building was shrouded in darkness. The kind of darkness where you begin to wonder if maybe there was something hiding in it. Something that watched you, preyed on you, waiting for the right moment to strike. This was what Arabella felt as she crept further into the room, hoping that her eyes would adjust soon so she could see what was out there.
After a few moments of progressing further in, Arabella saw a small, glowing light far from her – growing steadily larger as the Princess inched closer. As her eyes began to adjust even more, she could make out that the room was barely furnished. It seemed to be an entrance hall of sorts, its narrow frame containing a rickety wooden chair off to one side and a small table, bare of any ornaments.
The light had turned from a small orb into a d
