☛You creep down the dark brick streets of the alley, peeking in the lantern lit shops. You are on edge, as the alley is not exactly welcoming. ☛You come to the near end of the alley and see, barely visible, a wooden door. There is a small lantern hanging above it and a metal knocker. You decide to investigate, wrap you fingers around the cold metal handle, and knock, three times. ☛You wait anxiously, and your heart speeds up. Who and what could be behind that door in this old, dark place. Then, you hear footsteps, and sloooowwwly, the door creaks open, revealing a figure shrouded in black, and behind them, only darkness... ☛You back away in fear "who, who are you?" you ask. The dark figure steps closer, closer. "Who is asking?" their voice sounded feminine. 'no one important' you say very quietly. The figure reaches up and pulls down her hood. Then reaches behind her head and pulls of the black mask she was wearing. ☛You are surprised to see that it is not a scary old woman, but a teenage girl, fifteen at the most. "Who are you?" You ask again. ☛She smiles mysteriously "I have many names, but you can call me Lady Stil , welcome to my atelier....
