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What a silly thought. To come all this way just to stop here. You move forward a couple of steps and gasp in surprise when you nearly run into a thick set of doors. That was just empty space moments ago, you take a step back to gain a better view of the large double doors. The doors are twisted and gnarled like old trees, sinister thorns and rivers of blood ooze from every crevice. The key in your jacket pocket feels heavy.

You take a second to wonder. Are you about to let something out? Your heart thumps heavy in your chest. What in the world could lay behind these doors? Should you dare to know? Before you can make a decision the key flies from your pocket and into the heart of the malevolent doors. The thorns and gnarled ridges give a shrill cry then melt away, inside is a jet black chamber, a lone figure kneeling, head bowed in concentration.

You can't breathe. No thoughts seem to be able to take hold. You sshoudl tkve caiont ilehw uoy ****-

Finally you fall to your knees. A shattered mirror lays on the ground right in front of you.