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As Din passes the threashhold, his seal flashes again, and the doors begin to close behind him, less and less light coming into the room as it descends further and further into absolute madness, her mind threatening to rebel as it struggles to make some sense of the voices, the words, the movement, nothing makes sense, and the doors grind nearly shut, the barest sliver of the world beyond, and barest whisper of Din's voice reaching her.