His eyes scrutinize your very being. Yet he sees Zara gripping your hand with what little strength she has left.
"So be it."
He waves a hand and a French door appears. Gilded with strawberry gold and engraved Venetian floral design the doorway is radiant.
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*I continue holding Zara's hand* Thank you... whoever you are. You've no idea how much this means to me. *I look at the doorway* After you...
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The doors open to abundant darkness. Once he steps through he cannot be seen.
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*I quickly follow behind him* Where are you- *I dissappear out of sight*
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The doorway closes and disappears, leaving not a trace behind.