her

That's when Jaiken elbowed her into the house, his hand clamping hard around her neckline. "Shhh..." he whispered into her ear as she began to struggle against his strong grasp.

"Noo!!' She squealed, squirming her way out of his hold and dashing down the hallway.

He smiled, allowing himself to take in the surroundings of the lavish household. At his feet was a rich red carpet, intricate weavings inscribed in a criss-crossing patterns on its length. The was roomed mostly with southern carvings, much to Jaiken's chagrin. Small statuettes of an obese man sitting, their god he realized, flanked by alternating cups of silver and stainless steel. Instead of furniture there were low mats and pillows, surrounding low end tables that barley reached up to the knees. A series of shoes lined the entrance, all feminine shoes.

"You forgot to remove your shoes m'lady!" She mockingly harked out as he followed her path down the room.

The hallway was narrow and on either side the walls were plastered with a spotted green and black that made his head spin, so much so that he had to pause momentarily to gain his footing. He checked the kitchen... nothing. He checked a hall closet... nothing.

As he perused down the hallway, he then found two rooms. One with a red door and one with a brown door. Spying it, he could see that both doors were ajar but the brown door had slippers in front of it as if the blonde haired lady had taken them off running into the room.

He thought back, was she wearing slippers? Jaiken didn't think he'd taken notice of that at the time.

He had to make a decision.