An icy gust of air rose from the open doors. Blackness. I cannot be locked in blackness. I cannot!And finally he screamed. He couldn't hold it back any longer. He screamed, the terrible cry begun before he was pushed forward, before he felt himself topple from the threshold, before he realized he was plunging down and down into the blackness, into the nothingness...
-Anne Rice
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