The door closed behind her and suddenly all was different with the world. Nothing fit the pictures and the lines didn't move. Looking around it was clear the skyline didn't contend with the frame and archaically nothing was in it's classical stage. This wasn't Marylebone or anything close to the district of West End she expected to find, what she was told to find.
She knew before even turning around that the Unfound Door was gone and only the darkness of a back alley stretched out beyond it.
She knew before even turning around that the Unfound Door was gone and only the darkness of a back alley stretched out beyond it.