Alexandra smiled at the cute being nestled in her arms before turning to them all. Her attention turned to the doorway, a determined look in her eye. She had no idea what awaited them yet fear was far from her mind. “Alright, time to get out of here.” She says confidently. With that she clambered up the steps carefully, moving past Daniel, and peeking her head out of the door. Her aqua gaze was trained on the end of the hall, a sinking feeling of dread creeping down her spine. Something wasn’t right, yet she couldn’t see anything potentially dangerous about the empty hallway. 

There was something though, an object her eyes were practically glued to, a framed painting at the end of the hallway. It was a large portrait but from this distance she couldn’t tell what it was of. Suddenly however she felt herself leaving the sanctuary of the basement and moving in its direction, her curiosity taking over and leading her down the hall like it was some sort of magnet. 

When she reached it however, she froze. Before her was a portrait of the seven of them, but something was odd about how they stood. She couldn’t see their faces and a part of her was glad that their gaze was turned elsewhere. With every ounce of strength she could muster she looked away, looking down the hallway to the left. There wasn’t one to the right but what she saw looked like a dead end and there seemed to be someone down at the other end. Something about it though, the way the figure moved when she did reminded her of a mirror but much more sinister. That was it, she forced herself to glance back before her and when she did she almost screamed. The faces were now looking out at her with glossy eyes and no emotion on their painted faces. It had moved.