The staircase continued down for a while more, before finally coming to a complete stop at a thick steel door. The door had a layer of rust and dust and grime, but appeared heavy and functional. There was no sign of a lock or any opening mechanism. Then suddenly, while she looked at it, there was a soft click and the door started opening. It slid silently and easily, as if it was very well balanced and oiled. Beyond, there was darkness.<br/><br/>"Who seeks Qistos? Who seeks the master?" the whisper came from the darkness, but there was no one to be seen.