Benny felt a bit tense as he walked down the hall towards the doors. If there was anywhere he wasn’t allowed it was certainly here. But he had come so far, now his interest was peaked. There was no turning back now. The scent of blood brought him back to his past. That distinct metallic smell. He remembered the first time his father taught him how to shoot, holding the gun up to the covered head. He shuddered at the memory, shaking it off. Walking past the rows of old suits of armour he tried not to look at them. It was as if they’d come to life any second and chase him away. When he got to the door he opted for the one that was still on it’s hinges, fearing the other would fall at the slightest touch. How had they gotten this damaged? Did Ari do all this? He mentioned having anger issues but this was insane...<br/>Turning the knob slowly he pushed open the door and peered inside the mysterious room.