Twelve
[Other Wybie isn't exactly sure how he got into this room. Does he even HAVE a room? He's pretty certain he doesn't. The Beldam isn't that thoughtful to anyone who doesn't happen to be her next victim. He gives the journal on the table only the mere passing of glances, before opening the door to peer out into the hallway.
...This doesn't FEEL like the Other World. He can't sense the Beldam anywhere. Of course, it could be a trap. Just in case it is, he shifts his expression into his usual fixed smile. Better to be safe than sorry. And with that, he steps outside to wander this strange world. Feel free to bump into the well-postured button-eyed boy on his travels]
...This doesn't FEEL like the Other World. He can't sense the Beldam anywhere. Of course, it could be a trap. Just in case it is, he shifts his expression into his usual fixed smile. Better to be safe than sorry. And with that, he steps outside to wander this strange world. Feel free to bump into the well-postured button-eyed boy on his travels]