As Anilla, Sumara and Needle squeezed themselves through the massive iron doors, the rest of the party remained outside, to make sure nothing was following them. Surely they would follow the three soon enough.<br/><br/>It was dark in the castle. Not just any regular dark. It was the kind of a dark you could see while sitting on the porch of your summer cabin, resting your eyes after smoking a highly illegal flowering plant. Even the light from Anilla's lantern seemed to have hard time penetrating the darkness. It was hard to make out shapes or forms in the large hall, as everything ended into deep darkness. It was hard to say where walls ended and started and the ceiling was too high to be seen as well.<br/><br/>The massive hallway seemed to continue forward, and on both sides there were curved stairs leading upstairs, into the darkness. To left and right there were corridors. The corridors were high and about twenty feet wide. There was no telling what lurked in the corridors nor where did they lead to.<br/><br/>It was striking that there was no sound whatsoever inside of the castle aside from those the adventurers made themselves. None whatsoever. It was almost too silent, even the thunder and the wind outside couldn't be heard from the inside, even as the door to the castle remained open. There was definitely something out of ordinary going on in here.