"Wait, wait--wait."

She brushes her hair back with one hand, fingers from the other held to her temple in frustration. She does her best to sound calm - but after staring at him and trying to understand his explanation, she just...she can barely process it.

Of course, the frustration is not directed at him. There's a hell of a lot going on here and she just doesn't know where to start.

"Who's "Fear" and what's the "Door"?"