Its cybernetic edges lie accented with the sorted shards and pieces of human bone, jutting like a fucked up set of decorations from its form. The inside reeks of both blood and gunpowder, even standing outside of it. Though it seems unappealing, the curiosity of the LIFE door proves tempting.
What would happen if somebody were to enter a door that does not belong to them, without the presence of the one who does belong?
Would they reap that person's reward?
Would they get nothing?
Or die a horrible fate?
