The three entities met in the vast emptiness that had been their home for the past thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands, of years.
"The time has come," spoke one.
"Yes, the time has come," echoed the others.
"The previous failure means nothing. The hound of the Travelers was unfit to carry out our task," spoke the second.
"Yes, quite unfit," agreed the other two.
"I shall tell the gatekeepers that the time is now for the key to be turned," asserted the third of the entities.
"Yes, let the key be turned, and let the way be opened once more," said the others.
As the third departed, the first inquired, "and if they refuse?"
The third’s voice was devoid of emotion. "Then they shall die."
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