Chapter 17
by 
Fiftyfiftyfifty
How does she handle this?
Sprint!
No time to waste. She runs straight through the hallway. Thankfully, nothing even happens on the way. She makes it eventually up to the purple doors. They tower above her. Tavia has no clue what lies on the other side, but a feeling of dread and fear shake through her bones.
With a thrust of her hands, she pushes them open...
The final room is ahead.
