Sami walked slowly through the dark forest.
The cold night air brushed against his face, but his mind was far away.
He could not stop thinking about the mark on his hand.
He looked at it again.
The strange black symbol was still there.
It looked calm now, but something about it felt alive.
"What does this mean?" Sami whispered.
He remembered the red sky.
The shadow creatures.
The terrifying world behind the invisible door.
Suddenly, the mark on his hand began to glow again.
A faint dark light slowly spread across the symbol.
Sami froze.
"No… not again," he said nervously.
The air around him suddenly became cold.
The wind stopped.
The forest became silent.
Then, right in front of him…
Space itself began to twist.
A small crack appeared in the air.
Just like before.
Slowly, the crack expanded.
And the familiar floating door appeared again.
Sami's eyes widened.
The door had returned.
And this time…
It had come to find him.