Naael kept moving always clinging to the shadows, trying to avoid being seen, even if there was nothing out there. When she reached the open gateway, she stopped and peered around, cautiously; she'd heard stories of places of great evil, filled with the walking dead, and if any place qualified, this was one. She crept around the outskirts of the room, keeping close to the wall, as she made her way towards the exit that looked most likely to lead further down, towards the heart of this accursed place.