Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-3293219-20140203164340

"Will do, we should be able to hear it if we yell loud enough."

Nepht took off, turning left and heading towards, what used to be, the guest bedroom. Now it was just a room, with no distinguishing features about it. The bed had been taken, the nightstands, the rug that looked like it had been imported from Hammerfell...

All that remained was a cold, lifeless, grey husk.

The dunmer stepped inside; pretty disappointed by the fact that she had picked the least exciting room. Though come to think of it, this could just be one of many empty rooms and Mikasa's search could turn up just as fruitless. She almost didn't bother exploring but she decided to step in and have a look around, to no surprise she found that the room was just as grey, dull and empty as it was before. She sighed and went to the exit, before stopping, seeing something in the corner of her eye...

A door?

Nepht stepped forward and took a look, it was dark, so she took her torch in with her. She tried to open the door but found that it was locked. It clunked, loudly as the door resisted her efforts of opening it.

Dammit, locked! That never happened in the books! The dunmer felt cheated but maybe Mikasa knew something about lock picking...

She then stopped her trail of thought, noticing something...

''Wait... looking at the hinges, it looks like... oh no.''

The dunmer tried to open it again, this time pushing, instead of pulling. The door gave way and allowed her inside, leaving her slightly embarrassed...

Nepht shuffled inside and quickly realised that there was nothing to see, it was just a closet... She stepped in deeper and began to look around, closing the door behind her to make room. The dunmer took a look around, there was nothing on the walls or shelves, however, there was something on the floor.

''A book, A journal? '' She knelt down and picked it up, trying to read the cover as her torch, slowly, dimmed.

Wait... oh shoot! The light cut out, leaving her trapped in a closet in the dark.

Neph immediately resorted to panic, how big is this coffin? She kept asking herself, constantly spinning around in an effort to find the door and free herself from the tomb like closet. ''Where were the walls? ''She looked around and began to feel them, she was surrounded on all sides by walls, the dunmer could feel them closing in just like the walls inside her throat, her mind provided the churning sound effect of stone moving slowly as she slowly found herself struggling to breath. She could feel the closet getting smaller and smaller, her heart was racing and she quickly panted as she smacked the walls with her hands and started to scream.

She stood, screaming for some time as she was alone, in the dark, in such a small space. She could hear the nord jailor coming to get her, Edgar licking his lips...

No... please, help! Her thoughts were projected out loud as tears and snot ran down her face, thinking that this was the end.

Suddenly, as if the divines themselves had intervened, the door opened, knocking her back against the wall. She lunged forward, throwing herself out and tripped over, falling to the floor and gasping huge gulps of reality.

"Woah, woah... you're okay, you just got stuck in the closet." An altmer said, grabbing his flask and pouring something into a cup.

"Would you like some tea?"

Tea? Nepht thought as her spine stiffened.

