Aphris paled a little at Ivy's words. She looked at all the other doors, most of the open or partly so, then her eyes feel on the locked one. "That is where the years I spent at the church is kept," she almost whispered as they made their way towards it. She had no idea if Ivy knew anything about what had happened there, but none of it was good. This was going to the most difficult thing Aphris had ever done in her life...
She reached a shaky had out toward the door and the chains started to fall away, leaving a normal looking door, waiting to opened. But this door was anything but normal, it was a gateway into Hell itself. She trusted that Ivy would be there for her, but fear was still there. Just as she reached for the handle, the door burst open, darkness pouring out of it in a powerful stream, along with screams of a young girl, fear and pain. Aphris' mental image of her self wavered; shifting to how she looked at 7. thin, barely fed, dirty, and so alone....