Ib was distracted from conversing with Darkhunter to the chaos happening on the other side of the theater. Really, why they couldn't just get along was beside her. They knew they were all stuck together, there was no sense in tearing each others throats out every minute they were stuck here. Based on what she experienced in the Gallery she knew they were probably going to have to work together at some point to get out of a room. She just hoped they all realized this and cooperated. 

Upon the opening of the door that had been marked to do no such thing, Ib cried out at the bright light and shielded her eyes, covering Darkhunter's as well because she had noted before how sensitive his eyes seemed to be to the element. She heard voices singing in the background and for a moment she believed that they had all died and gone to Heaven. But such as easy escape was not the case. Like the sound of a gramophone needle scratching as it plays a record the light dialed back in intensity and the choir dropped away. Ib slowly uncovered her eyes and straightened from the bent over position she had taken. 

She cast a look at the feline next to her to see if he knew what was going on before she got to her feet and padded over to Jax, peering inside as well. She blinked a few times, trying to make sense of what she was seeing exactly. [color=red]"A storage unit? What in the world?"[/color] She mumbled to herself.