<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">Evangelista Cell</span><br/>Facing the unknown</span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/E%20char%20pics/1313217368285863623981108.jpg)</div><br/>They had arrived, to where exactly she wasn't sure.  But at least they were no longer traveling on the water, and she just<em>knew</em>that this was where they were supposed to be.  Her eyes scanned the surrounding area, noticing the skeleton remains of small wooden structures, and what looked like decayed coiled rope, larger in width than she was.  There was also a solid layer of dust, dirt, cobwebs, and even rocks that had fallen from the roof, laying over everything.  She couldn't help thinking that it looked abandoned, and for a long long time, since she couldn't even recognize what most of things were.  Taking a few hesitant steps forward, she slowly approached the giant doors and than, paused.  From the shore, the door looked like one solid mass, almost terrifying so; but up close, she could almost make out small etching, and she felt her fingers twitch, the desire to pull out the Scarlet Tome, almost too tempting to fight.  But logically, she knew that even if she could find the same etching's in the Tome, it didn't mean she'd understand it, and thus it would be a waste of time.  Instead, she reached out a shaky finger, and traced a dirty symbol, and for a moment she felt herself contract almost painfully, as she pressed her hand completely over the door, her whole body surging up against it, as if compelled to do so.<br/><br/><em>The sound of howling hit her like an eerie message of death on the wind, and she could smell the horrible stench of sulfur, and metal, even before the image of something large, dark, and oh so solid entered her mind.  She could feel the large something, all hard and scaly, and for a moment of incomprehensible awe, her mind shut down, and the image intensified, as if taking over her whole mind, just so she could properly understand what she was seeing.  And than that moment was over, and she felt her knee's buckle, knowing somewhere in the back of her mind, that she had probably fell to the ground.  What she was seeing, it was such a miracle that she felt the salty sting of wetness in her eyes.</em><br/><br/>And than she was released from her vision, and she found herself on her knees, her hands and forehead pressed firmly against the numbingly cold door in front of her, tears streaking down her cheeks, the word, "open" slipping from her lips, first rusty, and than with more force, and she pulled herself together and stood up.<br/><br/>"We need to get inside....now!"  She knew it wasn't wise, that she shouldn't feel such an overwhelmingly strong impatience to get inside, that Millicent was still recovering, and pushing her could be dangerous; but at the moment, none of that mattered.  The only thing that did, was that she had just seen one of her gods, she had just seen the end of their quest, and that to fulfill it, to be in their holy presence, they needed to get this huge chunk of metal open, as soon as possible.  Turning, she rushed over to Millicent, placed a firm hand on her shoulder, and for the first time during their journey, addressed someone with an intensity that was almost astounding.<br/><br/>"Can you open it?  There aren't any handles, so the only way to get it open is your power, and trust me, we need to get inside, what we're looking for is inside."