Nicki watched as turmoil ensued and all of the different characters in the room took on different stances on the subject. She looked in shock as Adrian lumbered into the room with a dangerous looking baseball bat. Normally the man was a big teddy bear to her, despite his very clear masculinity, but now he more resembled a rhinoceros ready to charge. As the big guy made his way past her she could only say, "Uhm... Adrian? Is that necessary?" It was just a room after all. She didn't have a clue as to how it could have gotten there, but a room was just four walls and maybe some windows. Nothing to get a baseball out for. Still, that loud noise earlier had been pretty scary. Maybe some protection was a good idea... Still, Adrian said in a deep, final voice that he wanted the door open. It was weird the was that Adrian had just changed like this, she'd never seen him this vicious looking. 

So, Nicki had started her hand toward the doorknob, almost as if it had been compelling her hand to touch it, like a positive magnet to a negative one. Her eyes were transfixed on it until her hand was forcibly pulled away by Max. She delicate woman didn't appreciate this physical action and exclaimed, "Hey! Let go! You don't have to grab me!" The woman said this with a lot of irritated inflections, her voice's pitch jerking up and down. She shot Max a glare, making a conscious note that he could have easily broken one of her nails just then. Nicki responded to Max's warning with a force. "You don't think we should go in because it feels like one of your [i]dreams[/i]? What are you, fucking ten?" The blonde's head cocked to the side aggressively, as if she was challenging him. She heard the bit about how he wasn't dreaming and that it was real and he didn't know what to do. Max seemed really upset about the whole thing. She drew back a bit, filling her voice with sympathy in addition to her irritation. "Jesus, Max, you should really figure out that dreams aren't real before you go psycho or something."

Linus broke in with his stuttering mess. Honestly, it wasn't even worth listening through the extra five seconds it took for him to voice his opinion. Linus was a nice guy, don't get her wrong, but whenever he opened up his mouth, Nicki wished that she could click a fast forward button so that she could just get the point of what he was saying. Once the stutterer was finally finished with his cowardly reply, Nicki offered. "Well, I really don't think that's an option. Ignoring it won't make it go away and we'll have to look at it eventually." She thought to herself how silly it would be if they didn't check it out. What would they do if they all decided to not live in the flat anymore? Would they just have people tour the house and tell them 'Oh! Just ignore that room. We never opened it and we don't think anyone ever should.' It was ridiculous to think that they could just let it pass. 

Allan then asked whether the door should be opened, to which Nicki said in a burst, "Yes! Just open it already. The quicker we get this done, the quicker I can go back to sleep."