This door, this field was another dimension. The smell of ozone was so overpowering. Timothy’s nostrils were on fire. She squinted as the field of energy was sucking her in. It felt like electric magnetic particles eating away at her flesh. She tried to fight it, but it pulled her in and there wasn’t anything she could do to stop it.

Now engulfed in this hazy electromagnetic atmosphere she began to open her eyes. The light was so bright, she squinted and tried to make sense out of the shapes that were now present in front of her.

She tried to speak, no words came out.

“You must kneel before them.” The voice commanded.

She crouched down, her fingertips plunged into the soft powdery substance she assumed to be sand. “Now what?” Timothy asked.

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