Run, Viv, run!

Instead of answering, she bursted headfirst into the open door, almost tripping. There were winding stairs beyond the door; having no other choice she started sprinting up. "Oh, Goddess, oh, Goddess!" she wheezed under her breath.

It seemed she didn't manage to lose her pursuer though. "Hey! Come back! You probably shouldn't be here!" she heard him shouting, when she reached the second floor. She darted through another door and ran through a hallway with windows facing the mansion's courtyard.

Yet all of a sudden, another menace for her decency appeared! At the very end of the hallway there were three boys standing and contemplating over a large portrait of a naked shepherdess in the Arcadian woods. Luckily, they were interested in the painting so much they didn't turn around, even though they must have heard Vivianne running and panting. But she knew they could look at her at any moment!

Frantic, she found another unlocked door and ran into them. It was an old storage room full of useless junk, mostly papers and jars with some chemicals; Viv didn't have time to browse through them, she just fled on. She bolted to another door, run through an extraordinarily narrow and dark passage and then took some wooden stairs down, back to the ground floor - - - and when she finally stopped, alone in some solitary corridor.