Soon Christine' hand felt wood as she saw a wooden light grey colored door that resembled the cold metal around it, the wood was flat and smooth except for a carved dragon's head in it, the dragon's maw was agape and flames littered the background, only the dragon's neck and head were carved into the picture, it looked like a medium sized dragon, the details were masterfully carved, every scale on the dragon seemed to be carved perfectly, the fire was not nearly as well crafted as the dragon, the fire looked like something messily carved by a infant.