Iíve sat in this chair for forty-five minutes, staring at the door with the chipped paint.
On the other side, I have just left behind some hellish, alternate dimension.
And a strange, scaly Demon who gets closer with every door I open.
Opening a door in this rented house leads me into the nightmare.
Opening a door there leads me back to the house.
I canít leave. Iíve been going through doors for days.
But I canít stay in this room.
My hunger is overwhelming.
I stand up, and hand trembling, I reach for the doorknob...