Natalya arrived at the huge castle with a duffel bag handy, staring up at the structure with large eyes. Tentatively, she grabbed the knocker and slammed it into the door. It made a loud, hollow sounding noise, that rung in her ears and gave her the chills. She tested the knob on the door and opened it, finding it very hard to push with just one hand. But her other hand was useless, so she couldn't use it even if she wanted to.

Speaking of her left hand, it was currently encased in a leather gardening glove, and underneath that in gauze. No one but her had seen black, disgusting hand. No one but her knew about the spasms of pain that would occur. 

Once she had opened the huge door, she found an empty hallway. She frowned. [color=maroon][i]Ah, man. I must be really late.[/i][/color] From what she knew of castle layouts, the great room should be right over here... She turned a corner, and did a fistpump. She walked over to the door, and opened it to find a group of people. 

[color=maroon]"Hi! My name is Natalya Phillips. Pleased to meet you all!"[/color] she said in a squeaky voice. She then walked over and took a seat next to the blue-haired girl.