I dreamed that I found myself in a completely empty place. There was nothing there. It’s impossible to describe, impossible to explain—yet there really was nothing; not even me, though, on the other hand, I was precisely there—where else could I be? Somehow I knew what kind of place it was. From there you could go anywhere—not just to any city, but to any World that exists or does not exist in the Universe. No—one doesn’t simply “can,” one “must.” If you’ve gotten there, then you have to step into one of these unfamiliar Worlds; and if you don’t, they will take you themselves.
“Doors between Worlds” — that’s what Djuфф and Sir Maba Calох had said right in front of me… Damn it—there was nothing here except those sinful doors between Worlds, and all the doors were thrown wide open. As if to say, “Welcome!”