Hall of Infinite Doors
You break free of the fog into a blinding white light. Covering your eyes, you stop and wait. You hear nothing.
Carefully, you lower your arm and open your eyes. You are in a small white-walled room. In front of you is a young girl, perhaps twelve. As you look at her, she smiles.
She takes a step forward and is suddenly something else, something black and smoke-like, something that moves impossibly fast and is, without warning, upon you.
Your eyes bulge as the thing that was a little girl creeps down your throat, your nose, squeezes into your ears and twists past your eyes.
"Thank you..." you hear, as you struggle to breathe. "You will make a good meal, little fool."
Then you are gone.
Carefully, you lower your arm and open your eyes. You are in a small white-walled room. In front of you is a young girl, perhaps twelve. As you look at her, she smiles.
She takes a step forward and is suddenly something else, something black and smoke-like, something that moves impossibly fast and is, without warning, upon you.
Your eyes bulge as the thing that was a little girl creeps down your throat, your nose, squeezes into your ears and twists past your eyes.
"Thank you..." you hear, as you struggle to breathe. "You will make a good meal, little fool."
Then you are gone.
