After the introductions were done, Bea followed behind Alexandra, her wings flitting nervously. She could immediately feel an uneasiness in the air that made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. The fairy's legs shook under her as she shuffled forward into the unknown.

"What is it?" She asked quietly when Alex stopped dead in her tracks. Peeking over her shoulder, Bea gasped at the portrait. It was...extremely disturbing to say the least. When Alex looked to the left, Bea had to squeeze her eyes shut to erase the image of the painting, but it seemed to have imprinted itself in her eyelids. Opening her eyes again, she was horrified to find the painting had changed in just a few short moments.

"What in the world is this place?" she found herself murmuring. "This has to be a trick."