Setting
Do not underestimate the size of the entrance hall, as even Mortuus the undead Dragon was able to lay within its confines and partake in various activities.
"What'ssss the rush?" Hissed a voice from the shadows by the kitchen. Terun shot Manik a glare. He didn't like the scruffy looking boy, and didn't like how he was older on both a human technicality as well as a vampyric one.
"Go away," Terun hissed back, turning for the door. He gave it a good try but the door wouldn't open. Terun pulled and pushed with all his might, but still the door would not open.
"We're under attack, you know," Manik said as he leaned up against the doorframe of the kitchen.
Terun whirled to glare at him, "I have to get outside."
Manik shrugged and slunk back into the kitchen. Terun tried the door one more time before his ears picked up bat chirpings from high above. The chatter he couldn't clearly decipher- the Forces Vankoryth liked to chirp in code - but it sounded like up there, there might be a way out. Terun rocketed back up the stairs, leaving Manik in the dust.