She opened the first door eagerly, excitedly, revealing, the most disgusting room she’d ever seen. Okay, so that wasn’t saying much, considering that she’d only seen one other room and a hallway/staircase, but still. She expected hidden treasures, confused captives like her and the rest, imprisoned monsters that would kill her in gruesome ways. Okay, so that last one wouldn’t have been fun, but at least it would be more exciting than this
Well, maybe the next door held something… nope, more muck and mold and must and mire and manure and probably other repulsive words that started with m. Why does my brain keep alliterating today?
With each door, her despair at finding anything interesting grew, until…
A coin? A treasure coin? A gold coin?
Okay, so the odds were against it. Still, it could be worth investigating… wait, in her excitement at opening every door, she had forgotten to blink. Okay, back to the shiny thing.
How to get to it? It was out of reach, and there was no way she was going through that mess in her bare feet. She wouldn’t even do it if she had shoes on, especially her nice –
Wait, hold on. What kind of shoes did she have? Did she even have shoes? Why had she assumed they were nice shoes? Maybe she had a pair of nice warm fuzzy slippers. Well, regardless, unless they were knee-high rubber galoshes, she wouldn’t tread them through that muck.
But the shiny thing… maybe she could get one of the others to get it? Perhaps the talking fish?
Well, this was a waste of time. Dejected, she went upstairs to see if Eve and that other guy had found anything.
She didn’t even realize she had missed one of the doors…