The sound of the voice changed genders.  There was something slightly jealous being planted in Esther as she listened to the voice speak.  The phantom hand squeezing on the cords of her spine was telling her to walk into the room after the door flew open.  However, the sudden gust almost made Esther fall to the ground.  The wood had sprung ajar so quickly and startled her to a significant degree.  She froze, paralyzed staring at the room.  Her stark eyes widened, engaging with the shadows lurking beyond dimly lighting of the room.  

The Blind Rogue was the first to enter the room.  Esther moved away from the doorway to let the Blind Rogue through.  Her poofed bustle brushed against her and shook slightly as she moved to the left.

Continuing to peer into the room, Esther noticed it was filled with many secrets of treasures!  Her mind shifted gears, once again, and quietly walked into the room.  The sound of her boots suddenly silently squeaked as she made her way inside the room.  She paused, hearing the squeaks but then continued feeling the need to not disappoint the [I]White Rabbit[/I]. A small smile perked on her lips when she saw the object by which she wanted to stand. There was an old rabbit stuffed animal sitting in a wooden, ornate rocking chair.  The rabbit was missing an eye, and his other eye was a fascinating button.  The rabbit was dressed in an old fine-tailored suit, fitted just for him. She stood pridefully by the rocking chair and keenly dressed rabbit.  If she had to choose one, she would choose the rabbit in a heart beat.  However, Esther being such a timid creature made her afraid of touching anything.  She had already gone out of her way to touch the doorknob and the wall...

Her tulle bustle slowly whisked as she swayed back-and-forth, remaining in her spot.  Her eyes were closed, and her mask was facing downwards towards the ground.  There was something so interesting about the [I]White Rabbit[/I].  Although, Esther felt so scared of him, the atmosphere and the game made the fire inside of her glisten further in the shadows of the evening confusion.