“I know. I just don’t want to open this last door.”
“You have not found Grandfather yet. He will be there somewhere. You must go on,” Liri replied, far more gently than Lar deserved. He was afraid and knew it. Yes, he had to find Grandfather’s representation here before he could draw him into the Here and out of Other forever. Yes, Lar must continue.
Lar reached out to turn this one door. If even one demon hid inside still, if even had missed having their voice cut off, Lar would be doomed. It would be easy to remain silent behind an unbroken door. The most intelligent of these demons would know to avoid being heard. Lar placed his ear against the door, hoping to hear something; snarling, hissing, something to say what resided beyond it, but could hear nothing. If the door was whole, eit
