Chapter 160. The Mysterious Door

The hallway ahead was quieter, almost eerily so, with soft lighting that cast long shadows along the polished floors. 

Pictures lined the walls, all portraits of people she didn’t recognize, faces frozen in time, their eyes staring back at her with a mix of serenity and distance. 

There was something strange about these photos, the way they seemed to follow her every step. Perhaps it was the unfamiliarity or the absence of their identities that made them unsettling.

A few doors were scattered along the walls, none of them particularly noteworthy, but one stood out. 

One seemed to call to her. Or maybe it was just her imagination, but she was drawn to it nevertheless.

It was at the end of the hallway, slightly open, and its design was far more elaborate than any of the others. 

The doorframe was carved with intricate patterns, the wood rich and dark, almost glowing in the dim light. There was a subtle elegance to it that caught her att