Evanora POV:

"There's a door with a single keyhole - it will open regardless of what key you use to open it. All keys will open this door. What's on the other side, however, will depend on the key you use."

Damiens words ring through my ears. The door of course.

I sprinted down the hall.

Almost there.

Finally.

I pant as I reach the door, fumbling I insert the key and turn.

I'm sure to close the door behind me and I - 

Woah.

The room I'm in, made of clear diamond-like crystals, is incredible. I press my hand against the wall nearest to me, causing a ripple effect, making the crystal look like glass. In awe, I move to touch the crystal by my feet, eager to see if the same thing will happen.

I'm about to touch it when I'm blasted to the centre of the room. The room with its dazzling crystal and diamonds begins to darken.

"How odd to find you here Evanora."A voice drawls. A voice I know all too well.

I try to get up "Oh no, none of that now."He snaps his fingers and black tendrils coil around my wrists, restraining me. He stalks around the room.

"Magnificent isn't it," he murmurs. By this time I've broken free of the tendrils and am starting to get to my feet again.

He sighs, "And so it ends."

A knife flies towards me, embedding itself in my chest.