<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/Rhydea_2.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/13/P2313_701-00269_01.jpg)</div><strong>Aiden Brielle</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/11NGJeFf75bUqyk_JNdz6IyefepzS2_9Q2Mya75OpJtg/edit)<br/><br/>Aiden was quite for a while after looking into the next room.  There was a cold tingle in her body--it was frightening and trilling.  She wasn't certain why.  Many people would have called a cab immediately after something like that.  Instead she sat down, thoughtful, thrilled, and ate a sandwich.<br/><br/>Three of them actually.<br/><br/>After a while in the tour, Aiden found herself smiling.  "There really are a lot of stories here, aren't there?" she asked.  "I think I will stay the night.  The weather sounds pretty unpleasant out there, but mostly I just want to hear more of your stories."