Dorcas was as still as a deep corpse, dreaming into the world Luci had created. He found himself standing in front of a brown door late in the night.

　　The environment was a lot different from that of the underworld, leaving him to assume where he was. He offered a knock on the door but there came no reply from the inside.

　　Then he held the door knob, using his mind, he opened the door under his control. He shuts the door close, making his way in. He looked around ...