André stared up at a huge double door with an image of two snakes facing each other at either side. It was of a different kind of black that it was hard to tell whether it was painted that way or it was made out of black titanium — a common reoccurence found all over the place.
This was the only part of the sixth floor that looked utterly interesting. Because apart from all the detailed plasterwork ornamentations on the ceiling that made it look like the Vatican Church, everything seemed straight out of a Disney movie.
André pushed the door open and took fast calculated steps to make sure no one else was there. But when he was about to close the door behind him, a foot blocked the door just in time before he could even lock it.
Noah’s face peered from the small gap that his foot made.
