The Door

There was a door. A large black door with rusted hinges and foreign words engraved in the wood. A thick substance oozed from the grain. She swallowed. No one needed to tell her this was a bad idea. Though no one was around. She didn’t know how long it had been since she had seen another soul. Nor could she count how many soulless creatures she encountered. Her skin prickled. They stared. That was all they did. Stared with hollow eyes as the same sticky fluid eased from their shapeless forms. She slowly moved for the long, ornate handle. A freezing cold reached out to her fingertips. She pulled her hand back. Surely there was a different way. There was a different way. The way she came. She peered over her shoulder. The narrow hallway with dim lights hanging every ten feet seemed to narrow. It also held the creatures. Dread filled her empty stomach. She couldn’t go back down the hall. Even if she did, there was no telling when she would see daylight again. She didn’t know how long she had been underground. And she had nowhere to go. But there was the door. Sweat trickled down her temples. If it was her only option, then so be it. She grasped the handle and pushed with all her might. An unseen force whisked her into a blinding white light. She instantly knew she made the wrong decision. Ten seconds of light turned into the blackest darkness that swallowed her whole. The door claimed another soul.


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