"Hello, there!" A surprisingly cheery voice emits from the creature in the hood. "Just curious, what do I look like to you?" "Uh..." you stammer, "all green and tentically and stuffs kinda like..." "Cthulhu?" The voice interrupts you, "You're one of his followers?" You immediately step back. "How do you know that?" "Some reason, everyone sees the deity they worship as my face. It kinda helps me filter them to the correct afterlife, but it'd be more efficient if I could just sense it, or something. Anywho, I'm the Gatekeeper. Or, everyone calls me that. My name's Loranh, or Lor. Don't tell me yours, I don't need it. For some reason, you've been requested by the big boss to enter room... R? Yeah, room R." He points over to a spot on the "ground", where a whole in Oblivion appears, in the shape of a doorway. "Better not stay here too long, it sounded kinda urgent.