A dimly lit corridor stretches into shadows, walls textured with age and mystery. At the far end, a tall, heavy door looms — metallic, slightly rusted, with deep engravings hinting at forgotten stories. A single spotlight beams down from above, casting long, theatrical shadows across the floor. The silence is thick, only broken by the faint creak of the hinges as the door slowly swings open. Smoke seeps through the opening, backlit by an intense, golden light from beyond — as if another world awaits. A lone figure stands in silhouette, coat billowing from an unseen gust, pausing for one final moment before stepping through and disappearing into the unknown. The door slams shut behind them with a thunderous echo, leaving only the fading reverberation and the flicker of a dying light.