"I got out of there as fast as I could," Sokka admitted, shivering a bit. "That room? Super creepy. Creepy beyond reason, even."

He pulled his sword part way from it's scabbard, examining the blade and comparing it to the walls for a moment.

"Uh, sorry to say, whatever this place is, it's almost like it's alive. Nothing like the rock I made my space sword out of..." He paused a moment, then shook his head.

"I haven't..."