Bingo. They're very homey. What a nice comforting appearance, all black and glossy and covered with thorns. If you look carefully, some might even seem to be slick with blood - mostly just to keep people from realizing they can just walk right through them.

"You're right. I hadn't even heard of Earth before I got here. It must have quite a lot of humans on it, though - or maybe the gods just particularly love dragging your kind here to suffer." She smiles, shrugs. It's probably completely by chance. It has become clear to her that the so-called gods have no idea what they're doing, much less how to control the Door.

"I haven't met anyone here from the same place as me, so I doubt the names would mean anything to you."