"Woohooo!" Nindy jumped up, one tiny fist in the air. When she came down, she looked at the big closet in front of her, a portal to the Nether. She tilted her head slightly, daring to reach a hand towards it, careful now... Just a little further. Three, two, one. Her hand connects with the closet, and she is sucked into it, around her colours whirling. Curious as ever, she tries moving, wriggling, against the ever tightening grip of the Nether. It's like a metal coil, gripping her tighter and tighter, her breathing made difficult as it constricts her chest. The young Gnome can feel something cracking in her back. "Oh dear, Nindy never thought it w-"