[The walls are squeaking now and looming closer with each second ticking by. The loud grinding sound of the stone against the floors is painful to the ears.]

Uhh!!

[Sora frantically looks at the walls trying to pick out something, anything, that they didn't find yet. He runs a hand along one of the walls as if checking for hidden things.]

I'm not... finding anything!

[Sora clenches his teeth and looks back at the pedestal where the old sword is. What was so special about the sword...?? He runs up to it and picks it up again, fiddling with the sword.]

It has to have something to do with this sword! Why would this place not want us to move it?!