(Synn)<br/><br/>She closed the door behind her and waited for the click to know it shut properly. She scurried over to the left side of the hall, hiding amongst the shadows that were cast by candlelight. Darting from one shade to the next as if they would shield her from anything that may come her way. Her heartbeat could be felt in her throat as she breathed shallowly. She walked from hell to toe and bent at the knees so her footfalls could not be heard. Another trick she learned from years of fatherly torment.<br/><br/>There was a split in the hall and the choices mirrored one another.<i>Left or right?</i>she wondered as she stood there, her back pressed up against the wall. She could hear voices speaking a foreign tongue when she tried to hone in, but she could not comprehend any of it and sighed in frustration. She chose the left finally, after much internal debate. She padded down the hallway without being seen or heard, still using the shadows as her shroud. She glanced back over her shoulder and contemplated going back to her room before she was caught. The sweat across her brow growing thick from anxiety. She wiped it away with the bottom of her dress before she pressed onwards.<br/><br/>Justine stared down the spiral staircase once she reached it. It was much brighter down below and she had wondered what was occurring at the bottom of the steps. She looked around to see if there was another way down and couldn't find anything. Her eyes darting around in the half-light which started to strain her eyes. Her feathered fingertips curled over the banister as she peered down once more. "Here goes nothing" she whispered to herself as she started her descent, every step causing her body to quake with fear as she kept a tight grip on the banister.<br/><br/>When she reached the bottom of the stairs, there was no one to be found much to her delight. The room was so bright, it made her eyes sting as she squinted to see. She rubbed them for a moment before she stepped off the last step. The snarls and growls were louder at this level and it was something straight out of a horror movie.<i>Virgin white chicks always die too</i>she thought as she noticed the large door off to the side, wide open for her to enter. She slowly headed for that door, each step painfully frightening as the next. It was getting to the point where she could barely move at all, and yet, she pressed forward under her own volition.<br/><br/>She could hear Judas's voice in the distance as she walked down another hallway towards that large door. Once she reached it, she heard the muffled cries of others. They sounded terrified. As horror-stricken as she was now at the sight of what was in the large ballroom. Her mouth parted and hung open in disbelief as she clung to the door's handle, shaking uncontrollably.<i>Get yourself together Justine!</i>she snapped inside the confines of her own mind. She stood on her tiptoes to see what these things had brought in bound and hooded. She swayed from side to side, trying to get a better look and then the bell rang. The hoods came off and she screamed. She ran straight for what looked like prisoners, weaving through the masses of monsters like an obstacle course.