"'Scuse me, pardon me, move it! I'm in a hurry! Hey, watch—umf!" Leticia said bossily while pushing her way through the crowds in the museum. It was unusually busy, and everyone was crowded around one spot. They were all shoving and pushing each other, trying to get a better view of what had happened, and many were cross that they were shoved out of the way. Leticia hadn't managed to get very far as of yet, and she kept bumping into people. She got down on all fours and continued forward by crawling between everyone's legs. "Ugh, sorry lady…ouch! My fingers! Hey hey hey! I'm crawlin' here! Hey! Move your big butt!"
"Leticia?" a familiar voice said from amidst the crowd. Leticia poked her head out from within the endless sea of people, trying to see who had said her name.
"What? I'm right here, whoever you are. Can you see me, 'cause I don't see you!" She felt someone tap her shoulder and she turned around as best she could, considering the minimal space. "Oh, hey! What're you doing here?"
The white-haired boy smiled at her. "I got a call from Tristan. He told me—"
Leticia's face suddenly became rather sour. "So, they don't think that I can find Yugi on my own? Boy, do they have confidence in me!"
"No, it's not that. Tristan told me that you had everything under control, but I can't help but worry something isn't right. So I followed you. I hope you aren't mad at me."
"I'm not mad, I'm claustrophobic! Bakura, don't you think that you could, well, you know, make a path or something? Throw that round thingamajig at the people."
Don't you even think about it, Bakura heard his yami snap at him.
"No, I don't think that's a very good idea," he replied.
"Fine, then I'll just run through them all myself. Watch out, comin' through!"
"Wait!" Bakura said, reaching out a hand to try and stop her. He missed by a millimeter; Leticia bulled her way through the shocked and angry people, quickly making her way through the large crowd. Bakura slowly made his way, apologizing to everyone for Leticia, until he finally caught up with her. Her usually tidy black hair was a complete mess and she had lost one of her shoes in her mad dash. After regaining her posture, Leticia stared in confusion at what everyone else was looking at. A blank wall.
"This is it?" she spat. "I fought through fat people, fussy babies, stupid preps, and chatty couples just to look at a dumpy wall? Ugh, I'm going home. Come on Bakura let's go."
"Well, all right."
Hold on.
Bakura stopped walking. What's the matter?
The last time we were here for that ridiculous class project of yours, there was a door here. It's gone now.
Are you sure?
Don't question me boy! I don't forget things, unlike you.
Fine, I believe you. I'll stay.
"Leticia, wait. There used to be a door here."
Leticia stopped crossly and turned around. "Hello, earth to Bakura, it's a wall. If there was a door there, it wouldn't just disappear like that! Duh!"
Bakura, who had ignored Leticia's comment, walked forward to inspect the wall. There were almost invisible lines that outlined the door's perimeter; he ran a finger along the lines, his brow furrowed. Then he heard a thump and a faint scream that sounded familiar. The crowd gasped.
"Oh my gosh, Yugi's stuck in the wall!" Leticia said quickly.
"No, it's not a wall. It seems he's in a room that he can't get out of. But the question is, how did the door vanish?"
Bakura.
Yes?
…We should go.
We can't leave Yugi in there.
Forget that kid! We have to leave now.
I'm not leaving until we get Yugi out of that room. You can't change my mind.
I can't. He can.
Stop talking nonsense and figure out a way to get the door back!
I don't take orders from you. Do it yourself.
Bakura was the one who cut the connection. "He's impossible…" he growled through clenched teeth.
"Who?" Leticia asked.
"Oh, never mind."
It was then that Bakura saw the axe behind the glass case hanging on the wall a few feet to his right.