@silasbakura
Bakura found himself walking around town, on a side where he normally didn’t venture. He usually stuck to his routes, but he was feeling a bit adventurous that day, so he simply went wherever his feet guided him. The moon reflected bright sunlight, almost lighting up the streets without the need for the artificial glow the streetlights provided. He looked into the skyline, noting a peculiar looking rooftop. It looked distinctly antique, a far cry from the usual modern architecture of the city. Turning a corner-- Bakura was very intrigued by this structure, he walked toward the building.
It was almost like a Victorian mansion, here in the outskirts of the city. How interesting. There was no one around-- was it abandoned? Bakura squinted his eyes, trying to look up into the windows, but they were dark-- either the lights were out, or thick curtains were covering the openings to the outside. Reaching a hand out, Bakura grabbed the handle of the door, turning it slowly, before the door opened in front of him. Looking to his left and right, making sure the coast was clear, Bakura stepped in.
