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"How big is this mysterious thing inside of it?" Hector asked.

'Hmm, tough to say,' said Hanton. 'The gap in the aura seems relatively large to me. About the size of a car, perhaps. But the gap may not be reflective of the size of the object that is responsible for its creation. For all I know, it could be something quite small.'

'Hector.' Garovel pointed a skeletal finger.

He couldn't tell what the reaper was trying to show him at first, until he noticed a small hole in the tree, no bigger than cat. Hector approached it, squinting and trying to discern what it was, if anything.

Something was there, beneath the wood. It looked like the bark of the tree had crowded over it, as if from slow growth over time. But what was that? It was a faded brown color and almost looked like it was just what the wood inside the tree looked like, but it was too uniform. Too flat.

He tried focusing on what the Scarf could tell him, but he doubted that there would be enough space for any air to flow through. It looked pretty solid, and--

No.

There was space. Slight, but it was there.

"...I think there's a door behind this," said Hector, close enough to touch the bark now.

Yep. The tree had grown very tightly over it, but he could still sense a bunch of tiny gaps between the flat wood of the door and the uneven wood of the tree.

That was a pretty weirdly shaped doorknob, though. It was just a long cylinder. A stick, really. Not like anything he'd seen before--or sensed, in this case.

'Welp,' said Garovel, readying a hand over Hector's shoulder, 'in that case, looks you've gotta yank some of this bark off. Wanna use materialization or brute strength?'