Silence and darkness filled the closet and Jenny sensed, rather than saw, Julian turn to look down at her. "What were you thinking?" His tone was incredulous and at the same time full of barely restrained anger. Jenny could imagine the dangerous expression flashing in his cobalt eyes.
She shifted uncomfortably, moving to lean against the wall in an attempt to put as much space between them as possible.
"What did you think you were going to achieve by trying that?" he asked. ' I said if you messed with me I'd always come out on top. You of all people should know that." He turned away and reached out to grab the handle of the door.
Jenny didn't answer. She couldn't answer. She had tried her hardest. There was nothing more she could do. The silence stretched out...
"fuck!"
Jenny jumped in shock and opened her eyes, still seeing nothing in the darkness. Then the sounds of the door handle being rattled registered and suddenly the room seemed even smaller than it had a second ago.
"What did you yell as you tried to get out, Jenny?" Julian asked. His voice, strangely calm, managed to trigger panic inside her.
"Um... "
"Tell me. I need to know!" He was leaning over her now. Jenny closed her eyes and sighed.
"Nauthiz..."
"Shit shit shit shit shit!"
Jenny heard a massive bang, which sounded like Julian had just punched the door. "Well I hope you're happy. Welcome to my world!"
Jenny slid down the wall and sat on the floor in the corner. Head resting on the cool plaster beside her, she tried to control her breathing. Admittedly Jenny had never been very fond of small spaces and, in light of the current situation, it was a fear she didn't really need to deal with right now.
The minutes ticked past in silence.
Jenny didn't dare move from where she was sitting. Julian's aura was radiating menace and it wasn't as though there was anywhere else she could go.
With nothing else to do she started to think quite seriously about their situation. There was no food, no water and it was pitch black. Obviously this wasn't going to pose as much of an issue to Julian, but what was she to do? Spending eternity in a closet wasn't really high on her list of priorities, let alone dying of starvation in one.
She started to think of possible ways they could get free, but it was no use. Her level of knowledge when it came to the supernatural was pretty pathetic and besides, Jenny reasoned, if there was a trick way to get out the shadowmen would have used it years ago.
Then it struck her, the one thing that was different to when the shadowmen had been trapped. Dee and the others might still be up in the More Games store!
Jenny jumped up and started pounding on the door, shouting. If only she could get them to hear her then they could come down and open the door!
"TOM! DEE! ZACH!" She screamed as loud as she could and kicking the door as hard as humanely possible, desperate, frantic to get out of the confined space.
"They're not going to hear you." Julian's voice cut through her frenzied noise. A part in the back of Jenny's mind registered that at some point he had moved to stand at the back of the closet.
"It's part of the restraint. No sound comes in, no sound goes out."
For some reason this news pushed Jenny's pent up emotional frustration over the edge. She dropped to the floor, sitting knees cuddled up to her chest and began to weep.
This was ridiculous. C.S. Lewis was severely misguided in thinking that wardrobes led to great places, Jenny thought bitterly and said so to Julian, momentarily forgetting the dangerous mood he had been in before. This received a small laugh from Julian as he sat opposite from her legs stretched across the floor, clearly displaying one of his mercurial mood changes.

"Well… what do we do now?" He asked.

A/N:
But really... what are they going to do now?
will continue if you like the idea... let us know.