{(♕)} Their current predicament was only getting more strange, not that they could help it in anyway. This was foreign territory, and she was already treading lightly, it felt too out of place and it was sort of making her head hurt {it reminded her of her studies}. Bringing herself up to a standing position, after sharing a look with her new partner, she brought herself closer to wall once more, seeing as it had ceased it’s ruckus {honestly, why did the wall had to be so loud?}.
She observed the wall with a critical eye, still unable to see how this would be able to help them. It had stopped being as bizarre as it could’ve been, which could count as development. It was only until the other spoke up did she realize just how complicated this trip had gotten.
Tear down the wall? Her first thought was to react negatively to the plan, seeing as it was simply absurd, in and out of context. But judging the circumstances, they would have to do it, seeing as there wasn’t really any other option.
Besides, she’s definitely had worse ideas, though the ending result wasn’t exactly the worst of things.
Turning towards the other, she nodded in agreement, though still rather skeptical of the idea.
“If you really believe so, I suppose we have to.”
There was a pause, followed by a nervous giggle as a slim finger poked gently at the cracked pieces, but didn’t make an effort to actually remove it.
“Do you think there’s a specific pattern or system to follow to remove them? I’m not sure about you, but I’m not so fond of the idea of being crushed.”
Tearing down the wall, admittedly, was not her best idea in the world but it was all that she could think to do at the moment. None of the doors would work—and all of them were still completely solid which was incredibly odd but there was no time to question that—and unlocking the smaller door clearly triggered something. Everything in Wonderland had a tendency to have some sort of meaning, whether it be positive or negative.
Whether or not they had to remove pieces of the wall in a certain order was definitely a good idea though, considering that the Nobody wasn’t completely keen on the idea of getting crushed herself. Surveying the walls with a critical eye she tried to find some sort of a pattern in the cracks that lined them but she couldn’t find any sort of pattern that could possibly give a thing away. How troublesome.
”I don’t think that there’s any pattern to this…” though it would certainly be easier to approach this if there were. Striding forwards again she pressed the tip of her finger against a slab of wall for just a moment before pulling it away, a small sense of panic inflating in her chest when she saw that the barest pressure made it move. Not enough to cause a great deal of concern, but it still moved.
Biting down on her bottom lip she turned back to the small table that was in the center of the room and drifted back towards it, but there was nothing on it except for a small vase of flowers. Red flowers which were in full bloom as if trying to mock them for being stuck in that room so suddenly.
”Going from top to bottom would be safest but—“ well that wasn’t very possible, since the top of the wall and the ceiling itself was far too high above them. It didn’t seem like there was any easy way out from what the blonde could tell and she turned to her companion, eyebrows furrowed in thought.
Something in the wall had to have triggered its reaction.
