Arya followed Victor closely, noting the way he mumbled and the urgency with which he walked. She was fine with the pace, though, as she was eager to find some answers. The scenery around her shifted, from the stairs beneath her to the walls around her to the very air she was breathing. Eventually the light was snuffed out, leaving nothing but darkness. Thankfully Arya had excellent vision, even in the dark, so she needed very little light to see, so the darkness wasn't much of a hindrance for her. Still, she stayed close to him because her vision was more limited than his, even if it was better than your average human's vision.<br/><br/>She could see the darker area that led around a corner and just before they would round the corner her looked back, presumably to make sure she was still following. She gave a small nod and followed him around the corner. She didn't miss the shuddering breath he let out as they rounded the corner. She couldn't help but wondering what it was he had been relieved not to find when he rounded the corner, but didn't ask. Instead she continued following him down the hall until they reached a wooden door and he slid it open. She looked around but it was too dark to actually read anything until he lit the lantern. She glanced his way as he mumbled something about secret jam recipes before he spoke to her.<br/><br/>She didn't reply at first, instead taking a folder out at random, glancing over it before putting it back, picking another seemingly random folder a little farther down. She repeated this a couple of times before she decided that she had found the pattern. "They appear to be organized alphabetically based on some kind of keyword." She explained as she slid the folder in her hand back into place. "We just have to figure out what the keyword is." She said, scanning the folders for those that started with the letter S. "I guess we can start with Summers and go from there." She shrugged as she thumbed through them looking for it. "Nothing." She sighed lightly before trying to come up with something. "Check under research." She requested before crossing the room and glancing over the folders, finding the letter A and looking for her own name. She found a folder but there wasn't much in it. There were several papers that resembled reports, but she didn't read them just yet.<br/><br/>"Maybe..." She paused for a moment, closing the folder before searching for her father's name, Anthony Summers. "Here's something." She pulled out the file which held quite a few papers. "Will you look for Rebekah Summers? Or maybe Rebekah Blythe." She recalled her mother's maiden name before she began to look through the things in her father's folder. Her face held both a look of interest and a small frown as she looked over various different news clippings, what appeared to be reports, and some letters inside the file about her father. The folder with her name on it sat on the desk to the left of her.<br/><br/>What had her parents gotten themselves into? What had really been going on all those years ago? And what did it have to do with this family of vampires? She was itching to know and she could feel a tingle inside knowing that she might actually find some answers this time. She didn't want to get her hopes up, but she couldn't help but be at least a little excited by the possibility.