Cinder is getting bored

Cinder stared in boredom at the ominous-looking mansion, moonlight glinting off the windows, the night silent, like the mansion itself was keeping everything around it quiet.

She sighed. What was taking those two so long? She had already been waiting for an hour. Should she go in?

Taking a glance at the shattered moon, and giving off another sigh, decided that that was probably best. If you want something done right, do it yourself and all that, right?

She stalked silently away from the group of trees she was waiting by and towards the mansion. She couldn’t help but feel anxious as she neared it. It almost gave off the feeling that it was...watching her. That it was...alive.

She shook her head, gritted her teeth, and pulled open the massive door, slipping inside, and closing it behind her with a loud bang.