House
142 Door being forced
The bolt on the Chapel door is straining. “Sophia! Do you have any ideas!” Sophia tries to remember the quote.
“The eyes of Christ … I am the door … the eyes … the eyes of Christ!” she mutters.
The door is weakening under a barrage of repeated thuds and is getting to breaking-point. David’s eyes are wide and fearful. He looks over to Sophia.
