[AlexFili]

= Chapter 7: To Each Their Own =

Dignam walked around the device a few times. The others waited with baited breath. Then Dignam spoke, "I need to switch this off. But there must be more machines ahead. Go on without me and see what you can find" Rolf nodded, "Okay, we'll get going. We'll come back soon" Scazz pondered whether they would make it back, he kept this to himself. Scazz, Cadrig and Rolf walked through the doorway on the opposite wall to where they entered. It was dark but there were dim lights placed at each corner of the corridor.

Then the party reached a fork in the corridor, the grey bricks parting at either side with a flat wall directly in front of them. Cadrig looked up and down the corridors. "Me and Rolf'll go this way", he pointed to the left corridor. Scazz reluctantly nodded and headed down the right passage. It wasn't much further along that Rolf saw a large stone slab nearby. As Rolf slowly approached the slab, he proceeded to step onto it. This caused a significant grinding noise, which was a door that was opening at the next corner of the corridor. Rolf guessed that this pressure plate was directly linked and would close as soon as he took his bare feet away from it. Cadrig coughed, "This dust gets everywhere, ugh. Anyway, you stick around here. If I want you to open the door again I'll hit it, okay?" Rolf nodded, "Good luck in there" Rolf watched as Cadrig disappeared into the darkness, the only thing visible of the slig being the green glow of the activated night vision goggles.

Scazz continued walking a while, until he reached a room with five doors, each with a purple coloured frame. The doors themselves were coloured in shades of grey. Going from lightest grey on the left to almost pitch blackness on the far right. Scazz opened the first door, it led to a dark corridor. He closed it and opened the second, which had what initially looked like an identical room, but then he noticed it was upside down. He then opened the third, his heart skipped a beat. Looking back at him was what should have been a reflection of himself, as normal mirrors are... but instead he saw a skeletal form of himself. Every minute movement was copied. Weird couldn't even begin to describe it. He closed the door before any more of his remaining sanity could slip away. He opened the fourth. Again like the first door it lead nowhere, but there was something wrong about this door. He didn't know why. He then opened the fifth and final door. Scazz's mouth fell open at what he saw. "It's..."