Athoi stopped in front of the large door, her breathing heavy as the eerie moaning sounds grew louder, more distinct. It was as if they were coming from just beyond the thick, imposing door.
She hesitated, feeling a strange energy in the air around the door. Her fingers twitched, the urge to open it building inside her. "The sound... it's coming from here," she muttered under her breath, her voice barely a whisper. The door loomed large in front of her, solid, ancient, with intricate carvings lining its surface. As she reached out, just as her fingertips brushed against the door , she was suddenly thrown back, a powerful force slamming into her chest.
