Sarah held her breath as she glanced sideways. "It's just a door, right? Or is it... something more?"

Milo chuckled softly, his brows furrowing slightly. "Have you heard the whispers when the wind hits it, just so?"

"Whispers? Like voices?" Emma jumped in, almost nervously. She had always been wary of things that "shouldn't be."

Kevin appeared from the hazy background of their afternoon. "I once heard it call me, like a reverberation of lost chances." His smile, cryptic but genuine, unnerved them all.