*Don jumps at the sound of the almost whisper quiet click. The door? UNLOCKED? He should tell the others, although... No, He'll just go himself. He twists the handle and pushes the door open.*<span class="bbc_u">The garden? Hello? Maybe I can climb up and out or something. But I guess i can just walk around in the meantime.</span>*He walked slowly through the garden as if an assassin awaited around every corner. He reflected on what had happened. First an urge, then a powerful compelling that took over him. All he could do was watch as something played on his deepest desire and twisted it into something else. This place was going to ruin him. At least he thinks so...*