'What are you doing?' asked Lana who had just stepped out of the bathroom and was towel drying her hair.
'Look,' pointed Emma.
'What is it?'
'Looks like a handle.'
'Pull it,' Lana suggested.
'What if it does something weird?'
'Whatever. I'm going to get dressed. Are you having a shower?'
But Emma was too intrigued to really take any notice of what Lana had said and so she put her hand out and gently tugged at the handle.
It was another door. A hidden door.
'Lana, come and check this out,' she said as her sister appeared fully dressed in clean, warm clothes.
'Oh wow,' she said, almost pushing Emma aside so she could step inside.
'Don't mind me.'
'Sorry Sis. It leads down to somewhere. You coming?'
Emma followed as they both stepped into the tiny room which contained a thin ladd
