Sami stared at the floating door in front of him.
His heart beat faster with every second.
The door looked exactly the same as before.
Old.
Dark.
Silent.
But this time, Sami noticed something different.
A strange whisper echoed from behind it.
At first, the sound was very faint.
Almost impossible to hear.
Sami stepped closer.
The mark on his hand began to glow again.
The closer he got to the door, the brighter the mark became.
Suddenly, the whisper became clear.
"Sami..."
He froze.
His eyes widened in shock.
The voice had called his name.
"W-who's there?" Sami asked nervously.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then the voice spoke again.
"Open the door."
Sami felt a chill run down his spine.
The voice was deep and calm.
But something about it felt dangerous.
"Why?" Sami asked.
A few seconds passed.
Then the voice answered slowly.
"Because you were chosen."
The mark on Sami's hand suddenly burned with heat.
And the door slowly began to open by itself.