Abigail paused and looked around the space she currently inhabited.  It was what many, including herself, would call Spartan, that is, if Spartan was a suitable descriptive when there weren't even people inside that could be considered the Spartans.  It was like a Ghost story but without all the enclosed corners that could lead to a jump-scare.  "Hello?"  She said because there didn't seem much else she could do inside.  

When it became obvious there wasn't going to be a response she put her sword back into its Sheath.  "This is all too suspicious."  There was a trap somewhere.  She couldn't point out where it was as the room didn't look like it could hide anything dangerous.  So it had to be behind the frail looking metal door.  "Well it is steel."  She said stepping up to the barrier.  Red arcs of electricity swarmed and Zzzzz around her hand.  She reached up and put her open palm against the door.  "Maybe I'll get lucky and whatever's waiting for us on the other side will go off behind this thing and won't be a bother to us afterwards."  Still, just encase she flattened herself against the wall.  "Get ready.  Dendo-Dendo Rattlesnake.  Electricity poured out of her like mice abandoning ship and swarmed into the steel door like mice clamoring onto a more sea-worthy vessel.