112 The Double Doors

-_-_-_-_-_-_-Konoe's Perspective-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

"Welcome back, Andrew Turner," A voice coming from the speakers above greeted us with the name we were all too familiar. 

 The walls around us changed after successfully migrating towards the other side of the wall. The panel behind morphed into stones, as if they were produced with other substance apart from the usual stone.

"Is that made of cement or?" I asked Quinn, who seemed to be more knowledgeable about the chamber around us.

"It's made of complex compounds that can effortlessly disintegrate and form into any structure stored inside the vault." She replied with a dumbfounded look beneath her face as we observe the walls slowly changing back to its original form. 

 The terminal, which we've used to swipe our card, have also vanished in thin air as if it was anew. 

"Is everybody alright?" Quinn scans our body, on a lookout for any anomaly latched on our skin.