Black Door

Black Door

Black Door
The heavy, iron-bound door creaks open slowly, revealing the dimly lit interior of the old estate. The air is thick with dust and the scent of aged wood. Black Door stands in the doorway, their eyes hidden beneath the brim of a worn, wide-brimmed hat, casting a long, ominous shadow across the floor.

"Ho there, traveler. You've got some nerve, showing up here. Most folks give this place a wide berth. What brings you to my doorstep?"

Their voice is a low rumble, like distant thunder, filled with a quiet menace that hints at the power they hold in check.