He was quiet disappointed when None of the Keys work. how dare these Keys not work. He huffed mildly to himself, beginning to jiggle the door knob as if this might work some how, But this door still stood in his way. He stopped though, when he heard an unfamiliar voice on the other side. The first thought that popped in his mind was 'What was that?' and the Second was 'Is someone already living here?' He took a step back to see if he could hear anything else from a farther distance to see perhaps he could here something else, and their again was a muffled voice.<br/><br/>Elijah pressed his ear to the door, blinking curiously as he cleared his throat, "Hello....Is Someone In there?" He asked out loud hoping who ever was inside might be able to hear him, if their was someone there at all. When no answer came he sighed and moved away from the door. He was sure someone was in there....It could be just the old pipes, wind moving through them, sound like whispers and voices....and the house did creek. Perhaps it was just nothing. But then again after seeing one person here.....Maybe there was more.<br/><br/>With a mild shrug he pushed those lingering thoughts away and began to move away to the next door, trying out a few different Keys and One of them did eventually work. He let out a soft 'ooohhh' Sound when the door opened up for him, and with great pleasure, he Nosily pushed open the door to look inside. It was just a normal bathroom, with a large window on the other side, and two small beds that looked kid sized. This must've been some kind of toy room or Nursery in the past. Either way....It was cute to look at.<br/><br/>At that moment he felt inspired. He sat down on the floor outside of the door way, and opened his sketch book, beginning to draw with his pencil the way the room looked from his point of view. He liked these types of scenes. They were Unique in a way, and he wanted  to capture its raw essence before his parent's touched it.