The master awakened to the gentle whispering of the boy apprentice, conjuring obscure lyrics fearfully in the dim light, backed against a trembling door, arms spread across it.

-Master, take not a step closer, I fear this door may soon crush me- sentenced the boy, his eyes transfixed on a point far beyond the confines of the chamber.

-Dear child, what sort of evils have you brought down upon us?- mumbled the master, gently placing his spectacles on his tired eyes.

The bolts shot out of their hinges.