Nikolai's hand touched the weathered and rotting door. The black goo felt warm and sticky, yet it didn't hurt or burn like he expected. He gripped the nob and planned to turn it around, but all his senses warned of danger.
Click!
'Am I making a mistake?'
The black liquid bubbled and became red almost instantly, like blood dripping down the top.
The stench of sour decay filled his nostrils.
Nikolai pushed open the door and saw only blackness, yet he knew it led to the source.
However, a voice called from behind him.
"Nikolai!"
Leona's voice of concern echoed through the cavern as she stood in her dirty maid outfit, eyes wide as he looked back at her.
He wanted to respond, but dozens of black, shadow arms burst from the darkness and wrapped around him, covering his face, mouth, eyes and gripped his arms and legs. He struggled to break free silently while being pulled into the darkness.
