After a while of walking cautiously down the steps, she turned the corner and encountered another door.
This time, she felt intrigued about what creature lurking in the hallway she might encounter next.
She slowly and carefully opened the door that was locked for a long time, she willingly entered another dark hallway, ready for the upcoming test.
Sighing gently, she clicked her flashlight on in her right hand and cautiously walked down the hallway.
When she got close to one of the hallways, the bird-like creature popped out, growling at her and viciously showing its teeth.
But retreated back into the hallway when the light from her flashlight blinded its eyes.
After the bird-like creature moved out of her way, she continued walking carefully, until she overheard growling from deep within one of the hallways.
Peering down the dark hallway, she noticed another creature like the other ones, except more different from what she had expected when she shined the light down.
The fearsome creature at the other end is an anthropomorphic, wyvern-type dragon creature with orange wings that have small veins, yellow-green fur, black claws, and dark gray horns on its head.
The creature has gray fur around the eyes and a gaping mouth, decorated with sharp teeth.
It has three toes on each of his feet.
The wyvern-like creature snarled when the light shined down the hallway.
It blocked the brightness of the light by covering its face with its right wing, turning away from Stephanie.
After she had flashed the light down the alley, she continued walking, until she turned around and checked with the goat-like creature.
Just in case if the creature was close to her.
The goat-like creature immediately covered its face with both of its ears, blocking the light out from its eyes, as she turned back around and continued carefully walking straight towards the exit.
The bird-like creature greeted her a couple of times, as she had her flashlight on still, waiting patiently for the fearsome creature to move out of her way, so, that she can continue carefully walking.
She carefully checked with the wyvern-like creature too, glancing down each hallway as she stood in front of the entrance.
Ever since it is waiting patiently from each end of the hallway.
Carefully checking the goat-like creature too from behind her back, it kept getting closer to her.
She had her back towards it a couple of times but kept flashing with the flashlight in her right hand.
As luck would have it, she was being cautious with all three of them.
Before she could reach the exit, the goat-like creature got close to her without her noticing and reached out with its right hand.
When she was close to it, it grabbed a red strand of her wire on the left side of her head.
Thinking it was a wig than hair, like how the bird-like creature explained.
It yanked as hard as it can to pop the wig off her head.
Stephanie did feel her one of the wires of her head yanked from whatever could be behind her.
She oddly did not feel the pain of the sharp tug of her hair being yanked with it pulled back.
Stopping in her tracks, she waits patiently for that person to release her hair from behind.
Of course, she had experienced this before with her two little "stepbrothers" who always yank her hair every single damn time when she is around them.
Yanking and pulling her hair with fistfuls as if she does not give a damn about it.
But, to be true, she hates it when she gets her hair yanked by the two little brats.
Stephanie always wants to pull their hair in fistfuls to see if they like it how she is feeling about her hair being yanked all the time by the two of them.
Mentally, she felt relieved they are not here at this moment.
If they were, then it would be horrible for her to experience them, crying, whining and begging her to get out of scary place as she wants to see what is going on.
But, since there are three monsters inside that are curious about her hair, she is okay with it that they are curious.
A confused snort came from the goat-like creature, as it released the wire in its hand.
Confused about why the strand of wire did not pop off her head.
Stephanie continued walking, not even noticing that her wire strand was hurting from the yank.
'What the hell?' It thought to himself, as she continued walking directly towards the exit.
She did not notice it stopping in its tracks as it was thinking to itself.
'Didn't she feel that?' It thought to itself, standing there as she slowly walked away.
Noticing she was moving forward, it quickly scurried over to where she is.
When it was almost close to her, it stopped, slowing down its pace and crept behind her, still doing its job.
The bird-like creature greeted her but hissed as it moved away, concealing its eyes with its right hand from the brightness of the flashlight.
After she checked all three of the monsters, she reached the exit, but before she could step forward, the wyvern-like creature popped out from one of the hallways, screeching at her as it reached over to her hair.
She heard the screeching from behind and instantly turned around.
Stephanie noticed the creature heading straight for her, so, she had no idea of stopping it.
Her mind is thinking two things; stop the creature from attacking her.
Or to hurt it from attacking her.
But, she does not want to hurt the creature.
So, she got an idea that would or would not work.
Being quick as she can, she moved her right leg back, pushing her body away from the creature, as its hand missed her chest an inch.
The wyvern-like creature instead grabbed a strand of her wiry hair, luckily not her sweater or her ear to rip it off.
It yanked the red strand of wire as hard as it can with its strength, expecting the "false" wires to come off.
She did not experience the pain at all when it yanked, instead felt the yank.
Instead of yelling at the creature that it has a hold of a strand of her hair, she instead waited for it to release her hair.
It looked at the stand in its hand, looking confused about the lack of pain from the yank.
"What on earth are you doing with my hair?" she asked, as she gently took the red wire strand from its hand, as it looked shocked to see she did not even felt the pain. "You could accidentally pull out a handful of my hair and make me bleed."
After she had got her wire out of its hand, it looked shocked that something that is used for electricity is indeed connected to her head.
"Now, if you don't mind, I need to keep goin'," she spoke, pointing at the exit door.
She turned back around to the door and unlocked it, entering the upcoming flight of stairs, going down to the next level after the first one.
After she had disappeared, with the door closed behind her back, Fowler and Gretel caught up with Walter and said, still shocked, after turning to the two of them from behind, "Did you just see that?"
"Yeah, I saw it," Fowler answered, slowing down his pace.
"I told you!" Gretel snapped, coming out of her hiding spot of one of the hallways. "I told you, Fowler, and yet you didn't listen to me!"
"Get off my fuzzy ass about that, Gretel!" Fowler snapped back. "You told me that a bunch of times while going here!"
"Okay, okay, yeesh." she sighed, moving her hand-like talons up as if she surrenders to him. "Don't get your ears in a knot."
He exhaled an irritated sigh and glanced back at the door, looking puzzled.
"What if I bite her arm, would she feel it?" Walter asked rhetorically, feeling curious.
"I don't know, she didn't even feel me yanking her wire when I got close to her," Fowler added thoughtfully, feeling curious.
"Hmm, true." Walter agreed.
"What if we get closer to her than away from her?" Gretel asked rhetorically.
"That is a good idea, but, I don't think she could be comfortable about that," Fowler replied gently, feeling more curious about her. "I mean, she could attack one of us if we are too close to her."
"Yeah, she could." Walter agreed. "But not only that; she has a metal arm too!"
Gretel and Fowler stared at him as if he said something stupid that they both hate, that just came right out of his mouth.
"Are you being delusional?" Gretel asked, looking completely confused. "She does not have a metal arm."
"Well, look closer next time!" Walter snapped.
The two of them instantly started bickering, as Fowler looked like he was done with the both of them, as they continued bickering.
"All right!" he bellowed, sick of their arguing about a metal arm.
The two of them stopped after he had bellowed, glancing at him instead of each other.
"We'll see if she has a metal arm or not, just stop arguing and let's go to the next level! God!" he loudly snapped, clenching his hands into fists.
He stopped over to the right side of the hallway, walking down to the next level, as Walter and Gretel watched.
"I got dibs on her first to see if she doesn't have one," Gretel whispered gently to Walter, before taking off, following after Fowler.
"Hey! I got dibs on her next!" Walter called after her, as he followed behind.
"I can hear you two you know?" Fowler called down from the hallway, as his voice echoing.
"I know!" Gretal called.
"Then, shut up!" Fowler snapped.
"But Gretel started it!" Walter whined.
"And I'm fucking ending it now!" Fowler snapped again.
"Language!" both Gretel and Walter warned, snapping back at Fowler.
After the two followed after him, everything was dark in the hallway, except the familiar sound of the gentle wind blowing.
As for Stephanie, she kept walking down the flight of stairs, until she stopped in the middle of the stairs, noticing something liquidly was dripping from her right temple.
Placing the end of the light in her mouth, she took off her glasses in her right hand and wiped some liquid from her forehead with her two of her fingers of her left hand, looking at what is coming from her.
On the tip of her fingers, she can see there is black liquid on top of her fingertips, from her forehead.
'Aw, man, I'm bleedin',' she thought to herself, sighing slightly. 'That creature did do a hell of a pull.'
Using her powers, she automatically healed her wound on top of her head, and the black blood stain on her fingertips disappeared.
After she automatically had healed the wound on her head, she glanced back at the darkness.
So, she continued with her adventure, walking down the flight of stairs.