Jaenelle has explored many of the doors but she hasn't been into this one yet. It's not exactly a friendly world but that isn't something that deters her; she grew up in Hell, more or less, and her uncle is the High Lord. A spooky atmosphere isn't going to run her off.

She's a little surprised to see Erik surrounded by three corpses, injured and, from the looks of it, worse for the wear.

"Erik? The door's this way," she says, nodding back toward where she came. "Do you think you can make it through before I heal you or should I try to make a web down here?"