Step by step and without saying a word, the Terror Queen walked to right side of the corridor, and Anon released an internal sigh, before following her.
Anon's gaze lingered on the doors, his eyes emitting a reminiscent light as his mind recalled his past experiences with doors.
"If I may ask. What's behind these doors?"
Unable to reign in his curiosity due to the corridor being longer than he expected and also much, much quieter than he expected, Anon inquired:
"Terror."
Anon raised his brows hearing the indifferent tone of the Terror Queen and with a slightly curious light, he glanced at the black doors as he followed the Terror Queen.
'Perhaps that's why she's known as the Terror Queen?'
Time passed, and to Anon's surprise, the Terror Queen just kept on walking in the never-ending corridor. Anon frowned and he tried to figure out why the corridor appeared much longer than what the exterior of the building suggested.