As the door behind her had been closed, going back wasn't an option. Arabella became worried about the loudly ringing bell that seemed to be calling for help and in moment of desperation, she followed the sound of the bell through the dim and small path.
The bricks around her was humid, rather sticky when it touched her fingertips, she concluded that this place was left unused as there were so many spider webs around that hadn't been touched for possibly longer than five years.
As she padded her feet carefully to avoid slipping, she could hear the murmur that gathered around the place, the sound was no longer just a ringing bell, rather it was a murmur of two people, possibly talking in secret which halted her entire body.
She didn't find one of the voices familiar but she did found the other one very familiar.
Familiar, of course, that's the voice which belongs to Hans Monet!
