Yori glanced up the stairs, and then towards the door to the rest of the floor. "We stay down here," he stated quietly, gripping Kozue's arm. "For now. Explore this floor first and then go onward. If we skip ahead, we might miss something important."

He began to guide Kozue towards the door. It seemed like the best option for them. Not only was it a logical progression, but...they hadn't heard from the others in some time. Something may have happened to them due to their carelessness. It wasn't an option he wanted to entertain aloud, yet, but it was one he kept in mind. He wouldn't let that happen to them.

Inside the next room, a series of warped, almost grotesque paintings flooded the room. Each seem filled with figures that wavered back and forth between human and inhuman in the blink of an eye. Objects that seemed to be arranged to mimic the human form and features.

"Pareidolia," he mused. "First the mannequin, and now this. No true human form in sight, on mimicry. Curious, isn't it?"