The strange hallway continues onward.  Further on something is on the ground.  It looks as if a rug is on the floor.  It is black and looks like gauze but it is smooth as silk.  It covers the floor except for small strips on either side against the wall.  A little bit further down the hall the darkness ends.  Some kind of room is ahead of them.  There is a doorway but no door and a hallway directly across from the doorway can be seen.  As they walk, strange things continue.  The tapping of claws continues to go to Arkain’s ears.  Sometimes it is behind him and other times ahead of him.  Still, the cause can’t be seen.  The sounds are soft, just barely audible.  Not a scratching but a clear tapping of a claw.  The sense of dread and the unseen eyes stay on Tristan.  They are not as evil feeling as they were when they were in the room but the feeling of being watched stayed with him as he walked, the unblinking gaze on his body.  As for Ritter, there was still nothing.  The tapping, the gaze.  He didn’t feel anything strange.  The other two had been acting weird but why was nothing happening to him?