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The man walked down the corridor until he stopped next to a large, wooden double door that was ornately carved to look like the gates of Hell. They were crimson red and the handles were shaped like dragon claws. He opened the door with a screech and peered inside. THere was nothing but darkness as he entered the domain, when suddenly the doors shut. After the clanging has ceased, the man walked over to a large high-backed arm chair next to a fireplace which had appeared from nothing. There was an old man watching the flames, vexed by the way they danced back and forth. With withered and tired eyes of grey, The old wretch with his long white beard and bald, liver-spotted head looked up at the younger man and said in a hushed whisper "My time is done. It is now your turn to watch the flames."

   Then with a sigh, the eldritch creature disappeared into dust as the young man, one Nikolas Mayne, sat in his place. He was perplexed by what his eyes and mind envisioned in those ghastly flames, and is still there today...