Everything was dark. Ciel only noticed it when he lifted his eyes off the paper after waiting for an answer from Sebastian that did not came. He was indefinitely sure of himself that he was just walking down the Phantomhive's manor towards his study with a letter in hand and Sebastian in tow. But now he is standing in the middle of the dark space, …well, what he assumed was a dark space as there was nothing else that he could see in the inky blackness. The pit of his stomach begins to turn.
'The contract hasn't completed yet, has it?'
He turned around and called for the butler. "Sebastian! What's the meaning of this?"
A moment or two passed. No answer. Ciel gritted his teeth, rage building up in him.
"Sebastian! I order you to come here!", he yelled and took off his eye patch. The mark glowed in his eye with a purplish hue. Yet still, no Sebastian came to his command. His clench on the black patch tightened.
A strong gust suddenly blew from behind and Ciel found himself turning around again, his arms held high in front of him, a reflexive action from all the unexpected dangers he had gone through. But what came was no apparent danger. Not even Sebastian. Instead, it was a towering mahogany office door with intricate silver casted handles.
On the door, a metallic plaque with bold initials highlighted in bronze hue was attached.
'A.C.'
Ciel squinted and spied thin letters under the initials that spelled out 'Portal Keeper'. He paused. Try as he might, he just couldn't recall ever hearing any position like that. And with the strange dimension he was currently in, he figured Sebastian would know more about this.
'But where the hell is he?' A voice at the back of his mind whispered, with silent fury, to him to have some form of suitable punishment ready for the demonic butler when he gets back. Preferably something along the lines of lending Sebastian to a certain red headed reaper for an undisclosed amount of time. But such thoughts were put on hold first. Like it or not, he concluded Sebastian is not going to save him any time sooner and decided to tread carefully. A creature that is able to snatch him right under the demon's nose would most probably possess strength equal, or dare he say, in excess of Sebastian's.
Ciel circled the door and found it to be quite two dimensional. The back of the door is exactly the same as the one in front and there were no hinges on its sides. It seems apparent that it won't make a difference no matter which side of the door is opened. Ciel collected his thoughts. The only obvious thing to do was to enter it. Yet everything smelled like a disgustingly obtuse trap. He sighed and put his eye patch back on, internally quite relieved he had (sort of) mastered how to tie his patch on his own.
His hands gripped the silver handles, but a thought stopped him in his tracks again. 'No. I'm in his world now.' Ciel lets go of the handles and breathed in deep.
He knocked.