“I never saw this before.” She spoke softly, as if to herself. Then she turned to him. “I don’t think my friend knows about it, either—the other person who, uh, is here. He’s with someone else right now, but he would have told me about a door like this.”
Ted nodded, looking over the closed door with a sort of exciting dread.
“I’ll open it for you. Then I think you should go in alone.”
“You never saw it before? You mean you don’t have any idea what’s in ‘there?’”
“Ted, I hardly ever know exactly what’s in anything around this place. But if you’re careful, it’s not usually dangerous. You came here looking for something you lost, right?”
“Love,” Ted whispered.
“What?”
“Lost love.” He shrugged apologetically in the dark.
“Whatever you lost is here. Are you ready? I’ll open it.”
Ted’s
