Cassidy's face flushed crimson.
Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.
No words came out.
I sidestepped around her and continued down the hallway, leaving her standing there with her water bottle and her confusion. Behind me, I heard something that might have been a strangled scream of frustration.
Last door on the left.
Sabrina's door was exactly what I expected from someone who spoke in riddles and appeared from shadows like a budget ninja. Plain dark wood. No decorations. No name plaque. No stickers of corgis wearing sunglasses. The door looked like it belonged to a monastery, or maybe a prison cell, or possibly the entrance to some kind of forbidden archive.
I knocked twice.
Silence.
The hallway stretched empty behind me. No sign of Cassidy. She'd probably retreated to her room to plot my demise, or maybe just to kick furniture.
I raised my hand to knock again.
"...come in."
