As Shira stepped into the tavern, she realized it was dark all around her. She felt like she had stepped into a room full of water, rather than just a dark room. The first step felt like mud, and the second felt like she wasn't getting any further into the room. It took her a moment to realize, but she wasn't able to breath. She gasped and clutched at her throat and then flailed around the room a bit. Her vision blurred as she realized she was passing out. [i][color=0054a6]"Oh... so this...is how..."[/color][/i] She then blacked out.

She awoke with a gasp, as she realized she could breath again. She looked around the room frantically, and realized she was sitting in one the most comfiest chairs she had ever sat in. In front of her were three doors. A door of copper with iron fixings, a wooden door with copper fixings, and an iron door. However, all three doors lacked a way to open them, and as she looked around and realized there were no windows, and no way she could have fallen into this room. She willed her notebook into her hand, and a [url=http://www.pencity.com/v/vspfiles/photos/PI-60244-2.jpg]pen[/url] appeared with it. She smiled and started writing.