"Right."

"My closet!" hissed the figure. A spiderlike hand darted out and grabbed the doorknob. "My closet! Mine!" And it slammed the door with a bang.

Robbie gave an exasperated sigh. "Bogeys," he muttered, shaking his head. He strode to the door, tapped on it three times, and flung it open.

This time, the space stood empty, except for hanging shirts, stacked boxes, and normal closet things. Robbie shoved aside the clothes, maneuvered around the boxes, and put a hand to the back wall, tracing his fingers along the wood.

She watched him intently, wondering if it was possibly a gateway to the faery lands or whatever he called it.

She nods. "I'll be right back. Don't leave yet." She heads to her room, then back to the kitchen.

"Mhmm..." he replied absentmindedly. "Where are you?" he muttered, feeling along the wall. "I know you're here. Where is...Aha."

Crouching down, he took a breath and blew against the wall. Instantly, a cloud of dust arose, billowing around him and sparkling like orange glitter.

When he straightened, a gold handle on the back wall was visible, and the faint outline of a door, pale light shining through the bottom crack.

They can hear her doing stuff in the kitchen, then the bathroom, then her room. She then returns, now carrying a satchel that looks like it's got a bunch of stuff in it.

He kind of gives her a strange look before Rob turned and beckoned both of them forward. His eyes glowed green in the darkness. "This is our ride. Your one-way ticket to the Nevernever."

Her eyes widened as the door appear. Seems like her guess was correct.

"One way? How do we leave?"

"Don't worry about that. We'll get there soon."

A wrinkled hand shot from beneath the bed, latching on to Isiea's and Liseolette's ankles. It yanked savagely as a snarl echoed from the dark space beneath.

She screamed as she fell to the ground, kicking the arm of the hand that grabbed her.