The new group stopped in front of a large tapestry with hundreds of different spices all tangled together, in some sort of pattern. Probably a bigger snake. The head girl harshly stated the password- Western Taipan- and the snakes began to move and slither apart until they formed a large arch. A handle appeared in front of the girl when she touched it. The arch turned into a large wooden door and it split open when she pushed, revealing a large common room that was bathing in the green hues of the lake that was visible through large, tall, crystal clear windows.