It was a usual Starry and somewhat chaotic day or night. It was hard to tell from the slow passage of time and space-like atmosphere, and somewhere within the archives house lie a large room; The archives itself. Its shelves lined up with witches and demons alike who were turned into puppets and at the end of the hall was a door leading to the other rooms of the castle itself.

And there was a faint hum from the star shaped lights, filling the archives to always break the silence besides the occasional clicking sounds of eyes moving.