Coraline walked up to the door until she was touching the window. Peering at the girl she said something but she couldn't hear properly over all the noise. Her hands made contact with the door and she gasped, for a moment her vision blurred and in her minds eye she saw every person who had touched this door handle way back before she was even born. It was intimidating and she tried to pry her hand off of it.<br/><br/>Something whispered in her ear,<span style="font-style: italic">open the door.</span>and she felt something clicking on the doors inner mechanics. Her hands began to move on its own, and the door opened. Coraline didn't feel like herself. She knew this feeling, she knew it so well that she no longer shivered from the cold, bony fingers that traced her muscles as the contracted and relaxed on their own.<br/><br/>In a voice that was hers, but not her voice, said, "Get out quickly." Not that any stranger could tell the difference anyhow. The dim lighting shinned down on her, covering her eyes that gleamed with a malicious intent. "Let us hurry before anyone sees us."