“Are you sure this is the right doorway?”
“They said to look for a creepy stone face with a winged helmet.”
“But it’s not even a doorway. This is just a blank wall.”
“This is the Gateway! Have I taught you nothing?”
“I expected it to be bigger.”
Alastor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Serax, I brought you on this mission for a reason.”
“Yes, Master,” the little demon hung his head. “Do you get the feeling that face is watching—”
Michael, the archangel, blinked his flaming eyes once and retreated back into the stone.