[center][b][h3][color=ED2939]Saur[/color][/h3][/b][/center]

As the group made their way through the hall, Saur couldn't help but notice how quiet it was. Even with his tuned senses, he wasn't picking up much activity. Strange, all things considered. Did everybody leave work behind already...? Bah, hell of a time for there to be nobody around; Teacher Ot was missing and nobody but them likely even realized it. Or maybe it was that Teacher Ot was missing now [i]because[/i] there was nobody around...? Well regardless, judging from the blood in the watery trail, he didn't have time to concern himself. The wounds that had been inflicted clearly hadn't been properly tended to. He exchanged a concerned glance with Fleur, nodding subtly before returning his focus to their surroundings.

[color=ED2939]"What the hell is this?"[/color] Saur suddenly muttered aloud as they finally arrive at what seemed to be their destination. He stopped before the large, elaborate door, his gaze soon drifting to the mirrored clock on the opposite side. He took in all of the details he could in this initial glance, but the only thing he could pick up for sure was that this was no ordinary door.

[color=ED2939]"Why the hell does this door have so many pictures on it?"[/color] he muttered, quickly stepping forward to examine the door closer up. It was at this point that he finally clocked the gears inlaid into the center of the door. Some kind of mechanism; no doubt a lock of some kind. Though as he studied it, he couldn't find what he could describe as a keyhole or anything. [color=ED2939]"Well, whatever the case, it seems that whoever we're tracking knew how to open it. Look."[/color] With that, he gestured at the trail. [color=ED2939]"The trail stops here. Or more accurately, it goes in."[/color]