Hansel & Gretel; library
Hansel just shook his head, because other than a few delusions he'd fallen into while letting that crazy doctor shock his brain for an hour, nothing in this place ever actually had form; not since the dark mist came and went.
Looking up at the lights, waiting for them to stop like they normally did, Hansel felt his hand going to his back where his knives sat. Who knew if they'd help at all, but with the 'no shooting' rule, they had little option really.