C10 The Forbidden Door

"Already restless?" She muttered something under her breath and held on to her nightgown more tightly.

Her whisper seemed to return to her.

"Elena..." The soft sounds floated across the stone, sounding more like a sigh than a speech. She stopped moving and put her hand on the wall.

"I'm just imagining things," she said but her voice shook.

But the air shook again