As they went through the lines to order food Jazmin's mind kept repeating the question that Tristan had asked not too long ago. 'What did he mean by a door?' an unsettling feeling sank in the pit of her stomach. A feeling of danger ran through her body giving her chills as she looked at Tristan again for what seemed like the tenth time frowning. Overtaking her body she wrapped her arms around herself, zoning in on her movements Tristan side glances at her placing his arms around her, surprising her. She looked at him as he stood beside her buying the tickets. 'Something doesn't feel right.' feeling her stare, Tristan turned to look at her, "Hey, why're you spacing?" Startled Jazmin laughed nervously, "I'm not spacing, I'm just people watching." with a small chuckle she turned her head slightly, ignoring his stare. With a laugh he turned around again and focused in front of him. 'God, why am I such an idiot?! I should have played it off better.' within a second she felt a shiver run up her spine.