Molly struggled atop the dining table, forsaking the chairs. She was going to go through into that other world. She pulled the door open, and starred in amazement. Her jaw hung open, and she felt as if someone had sucked all of the breath from her body. Stumbling back, Molly fell upon one of those silly fragile chairs. She tried to escape, but her body was frozen. The dark that had enveloped that world was seeping out. She could no longer see the police lights, but she could hear the sirens. She heard the sirens, and then she heard the scream of the man that had been so afraid. It was the last thing she ever heard.