[Music Recommendation: The Imitation Game by Alexandre Desplat, London Symphony Orchestra]
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The bookcase opened a fraction, so Aila hooked her fingers over the wood, where the small entrance was. Just before she started to prise it open, another 'click' sound made her jump and yelp as she felt something prick her finger. Aila pulled her hand back and looked down at the small wound on her index finger that had a small pool of blood raised on it now. It also caused Aila to snap out of the spell she was in.
Suddenly, a small rumbling sound came from the bookshelf, and the pair stepped back as the furniture opened by itself, showing a darkened, grey stone hallway behind it. Aila peered into it, but even with her heightened eyesight, she could only see a long medieval type of hallway that seemed to go on and on.
