The shed looks harmless enough. What about an old wooden thing could be so mean? Maybe Triple Crown was just paranoid. Of course it wouldn't hurt just to go in and look...

Slowly you walk up to the so-called "portal" and peer in. It's just a shed. You step inside. A smell of woodchips wafts up to your nose. To your right it is too dark to see a wall of any sort. Interested, you step toward the dark shadows and walk into them.

Suddenly, you fall.

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