<span style="font-family: ElvenCommonSpeak;"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Chizuru Nishiyama - the Basement</span></span><br/><br/>"Locked rooms..." Chizuru nodded slowly, her gaze seemingly drifting off into the distance. There were rooms that weren't open within the house. There were many doors that were always closed... She always wondered what is beyond them, what secrets do they hide... What will reveal itself once the key in the lock softly turns and clicks, and the wood sinks into the air, pushing it back and revealing what's beyond.<br/><br/>"Find keys." she spoke finally, cocking her head to the side dreamily. "Or use hairpins. Burn doors. Break off." she suggested in a quiet voice. "Rai would set on fire."<br/><br/>Rai... All of a sudden, her eyes widened. It was a sort of gut instinct that told her that something bad would happen. Something really bad... Yes, bad things happened almost daily, but the way this feeling sent chills down her spine, she<span style="font-style: italic">knew</span>they were nowhere near as bad as that one. She grew worried, and her hands instinctively entwined around her body, white skin against the dark fabric of Rai's T-shirt, pressing it tightly onto her small frame.<br/>"Something bad happen... Know." she muttered.