Making Friends Closed

Alison had a big smile on her face as she reached out to shake the hufflepuffs hand, "nice to meet you al- WAIT." She exclaimed before pausing, "both our names are Allie... well you learn something new."

Violet looks around at the small group of people and smiles. "So, does anyone really know where we are and how to find out where we are going?" She asks hoping for a good answer like where on earth they are suppose to go.

Allie fiercly shook her head, "not a clue, I was on the run, to be honest I have no idea how I even got here, I just got know it was vaguely somewhere in that direction." She said pointed at the corner that had caused a crazed collision. 

Violet giggled and looked at that corner. "Yeah, I  was just running around too trying to find out where everything is before BOOM! I accidentally crash into Allie and Christy and then you fell on us as well. Am I the only one finding this a little funny?" She asks laughing a lot hoping she wasn't the only one laughing at what happened in this doomed hallway.

Allie was giggling, "Not at all though, we should provably start trying to find a way out. There are many ways I can imagine myself going and starvibg to death in a halway is not one of them." Alison priclaimed with a mischievious small on her face and a happy look in her eyes.

(Go ahead Sophia, we would love to have you join)

Ally laughed along, a smile on her face as she looked at the girls, she paused and ran a hand through her hair "As funny as this is... we need to find a...someone who can give us a tour of this place, cause I'm puzzled" She rubs the back of her neck and fixes her glasses.

"You don't suppose that there is a map, maybe a directory or a recognisable land mark, maybe we can become detectives and follow the footprints because, y'know that always seems to work." Allie sarcastically replied with a roll in her eyes. "HELLO IS ANYONE THERE! WE NEED HELP!" She shouted only to be shushed by the paintings

Violet laughs at her new friends and then sent death glares to the painting. "These paintings just don't know how to have fun, do they?" I ask looking around at the paintings. A number of murmurs were heard as lots of 'i heard that' and 'kids these days'. I look around at the painting and shrugged at them. "What? It's just the truth," she yelled at them all.