Originally Posted by Quazi

The cart noisily made its way toward the next level of vaults. The journey had already passed the three hour point, a very long three hours in fact. Suppressing a yawn, Quazi looked down the track and back to the passing vaults. They were nearly there. The 1000's were almost down zooming by and their destination was just within the 1100's.

As the time neared three hours and forty-five minutes, the cart came to a stop with a slight jerk. Hopping up, Quazi grabbed the lantern and climbed out of the cart. Holding the light up, she made her way toward the vault. The massive door looked old and forgotten by time. The designs on it coated in dust and mold, Setting the light down, Quazi blow on the door. Dust flying about, Quazi sneezed and then placed her hand on the door. A slight glow was released from the door as the designs glow softly. Just under her breath, she started to recite something. Her hand moving from its flat position to just her fingertips on the door. Moving her fingertips over the lit designs, she then moved to just one finger as she glided it in just over the door. A series of clicks were heard as the glow became a bit brighter.

After what must have felt like hours, the final click was heard and the door swung open. Stepping back, Quazi looked to Miss Littleton and motioned inside. "Vault 1102."