The door opens with relative ease—but you burn your hand on that blistering hot doorknob.
Behind the door is a flaming display. Let's be frank, it looks something like this. It sizzles. It sears. It's as though the flame is burning every bit of darkness in that room, as though air were flammable.
Suddenly a fiery hand rapidly reaches out for you.
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Behind the door is a flaming display. Let's be frank, it looks something like this. It sizzles. It sears. It's as though the flame is burning every bit of darkness in that room, as though air were flammable.
Suddenly a fiery hand rapidly reaches out for you.