[Mapping...]
The map formed slowly in her mind, but the image was messy. Shelves overlapped with shelves, the path behind her kept changing, and the spot where the door had been could no longer be confirmed.
[Spatial feedback unstable.]
[Original entrance location uncertain.]
Morena stared at the shelf that had replaced the door and clicked her tongue softly.
"So that's how it is."
It was troublesome, but not enough to make her panic. If the room wanted to trap her, then wasting time staring at the missing door would only make things worse.
"Keep mapping the exit in the background. Focus on finding the box."
[Understood.]
She moved deeper into the room, keeping her steps light and controlled. She didn't know what this place had in store for her, and she wasn't interested in accidentally triggering something, so she avoided touching anything at all.
Plus, most of it was covered in dust.
