<div style="text-align: justify;">As the girls walked down the hallway, Missie felt slightly cold. Watching Sarah by her side, Missie could notice that the other girl didn't seem to feel the same. Concluding that it was only her nervousness getting the back of her, the girl kept on going. Her gaze kept bouncing from one painting to the next, stopping in the glass cases with works of art in between. Whatever he was, it was clear her new employer liked art, Missie thought to herself. <span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic">What else did he like?</span></span>, her mind inquired, that uneasy feeling creeping back in.<br/><br/>Trying not to have too many ideas, Missie kept on following Damian. The girl was starting to feel slightly dizzy with all those turns, when they finally stopped by a door. Looking at it, Missie mentally shook her head. It looked like way too much. Even if she would never come to the conclusion that the door was made out of actual gold, a gilded door seemed over the top and in poor taste for her. <br/><br/>Looking at Damian when he said they held value, Missie narrowed her eyes for a moment. Didn't really matter right now, not enough for her to ask questions. She would ask them of the interested party. Not now, of course. Something inside Missie made her feel that she really didn't want to talk to Marcel right now. <br/><br/>Damian's advice about a locked room, and his threat-like warning made Missie hold her breath for a moment. That feeling of danger creeped in  her mind one more time. Noticing Sarah's gaze to the door, Missie sighed. That girl would go and get herself in trouble, wouldn't she? Shaking her head, the girl decided to only advise her and be done with it. "Should you go around exploring, be careful", she said simply, while preparing to change for the night.</div>