Hall of Infinite Doors
With quite alot of effort, you manage to open the door. You peer into the mystery inside...
There is a moldy stone pathway leading all the way to a tree, with a hollowed out door, which seems to lead into another room, but its too far and too dark to see what sort of room.
Eerily, sitting along the path, are old men and women. Hags if you want to call them.
Hearing the door open, they eagerly turn to your direction. You gasp in terror. Their eye sockets are empty, with the wrinkles around their eyes accentuating the unearthly darkness from within their souls. They beckon you to enter with their moans. The horrific sounds almost have a persuasive and hypnotic air to them. You feel compelled to enter.
There is a moldy stone pathway leading all the way to a tree, with a hollowed out door, which seems to lead into another room, but its too far and too dark to see what sort of room.
Eerily, sitting along the path, are old men and women. Hags if you want to call them.
Hearing the door open, they eagerly turn to your direction. You gasp in terror. Their eye sockets are empty, with the wrinkles around their eyes accentuating the unearthly darkness from within their souls. They beckon you to enter with their moans. The horrific sounds almost have a persuasive and hypnotic air to them. You feel compelled to enter.