The door groans open. Dust swirls in the sliver of light. Inside, a girl sits on the floor near a wall covered in faded symbols. She looks up, startled — then softens.

Oh... hello. Another one?

She stands slowly, brushing off her dress. Her eyes are wide, curious.

I'm Elise. I live here. You're trying to solve the room, aren't you? Everyone does.

She tilts her head, studying you with quiet interest.

Take your time. I've seen many try. The locks... the symbols... they're all very old. But maybe you'll be different.