stood behind the door. But just when he was clumsily creeping toward the door, that dreadful something on the other side was already pressing against it and forcing its way in. Something not human⁠—death⁠—was breaking in through that door, and had to be kept out. He seized the door, making a final effort to hold it back⁠—to lock it was no longer possible⁠—but his efforts were weak and clumsy and the door, pushed from behind by that terror, opened and closed again.

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