The golden gates loom above you what lays behind pulls you closer with curiosity and interest despite the darkness and fear you have faced through all your way to get here. You take a deep breath and approach the open door peaking around it to see what’s on the other side. You look up at it there is no better way to describe it than that as blood drips down from your eyes as you can feel it looking back. It reaches out a large hand like void. You manage to get your legs to move and you run out of there as fast as you can. Stumbling and disoriented as you can feel its presence follow you is it toying with you? You make it back the way you came and quickly block up the mine managing to catch one last glance at it before you block it up. You scramble to the other side of the hallway and stare at it waiting for it to try to break through but it doesn’t. You sit there for hours just staring at it before you get up and stumble back to your house.

Months pass by in a blur as you can barely move anymore wings so many wings why are you sprouting so many wings. You feel weird and you hate it so much. You feel like your head is going to explode from everything. That day that thing you saw was the start of this you know it you need to fix it.