A sharp crack splits the room. The doorway tears free of the wall and hangs in mid-air, a jagged, glowing frame. The hall beyond stutters, then reaches back, like the house is trying to swallow its own exit.
The Stranger
Well. That is new.
The Stranger raises his weapon and steps half a pace back, eyes fixed on the floating threshold. Beau Blumenthal goes very still, then smiles as if he has just seen a door unlock.
Beau Blumenthal
There it is. The seam gives when it is pressed hard enough.
Wolfie
Wolfie watches the frame and the room tug against each other, then asks what breaks the whole thing.
The Stranger
Not the door. The will behind it. Stop the one feeding the house, and the dream loses its grip.
The walls answer with a deep, hungry shiver. Frosty light crawls over the floorboards, and the cracked threshold pulses once, as if waiting for a decision. Beau lifts one hand toward the hovering frame, ready to push the transformation deeper.
✓ Quest Accepted
Stop Beau Blumenthal from feeding the house