Listeners, I am getting word that the door is opening. Witnesses report that the Place Through the Door contains a Darkness. This Darkness, according to those who have seen it, is too dark to be properly registered as black, and is therefore very much like the Void which we are all constantly and hopelessly hurtling through. Several people have also seen hands, childlike and also a similar color to the Void. These hands were attached to arms which have been described as impossibly long, and improbably reaching. And have been seen moving about the edges of the open doors.
Carlos, talented and heroic scientist, and also my husband. Is scanning the doors with several complicated and very scientific scanners. He is also on the phone with me right now. Hello Carlos!

"Hi Cecil! So, I'm currently getting readings on the door, which is now opened, and my danger meter is at 15. A few minutes ago, when the door wasn't opened, and I was at the Orange Leaf, it read 12, so based on, y'know, science, this door is most likely the cause of the rise in danger. Also Cecil, they were out of diced radishes at the Orange Leaf so I had to put turnips on your yogurt instead. Sorry Honey! Anyway, the door, or what is inside the door, I haven't been able to determine which yet, is giving off a pretty decent amount of radiation, but honestly it's about as much as is present in the radio station, and in any other town I'd say it would be a wise decision to evacuate an area of a few hundred miles as fast as possible. But that radiation hasn't presented any health issues, so this is probably fine. If it were a health risk it probably would have had a higher reading on my danger meter. So based on the data I've collected so far, the door isn't that much more dangerous than anywhere else in Night Vale. As long as people don't get close enough to it for one of those arms to grab them - Oh Cecil!

What? What is it Carlos!

Oh, this is fascinating! There is a figure coming out of the door!

Edward Elric was confused. He'd told Truth it could have him. That he'd give himself up for his brother. He'd told it the thing he was sure Truth had wanted, again, and it had stopped smiling. Its impossibly wide mouth was slack now. Distracted, even fearful. What could possibly scare something so powerful? Ed wasn't sure he wanted to know. He watched the Being. He was breathing hard. He was still waiting for it to come back from where it was and sweep him away into nothingness, or wherever he was going to spent Forever.
Eventually it did move. Ed flinched and braced himself for something bad, but it only looked disappointed. It also looked shaken
"Lucky day, Alchemist," Its manyvoice sounded glum. "Someone's paid your toll for you."
The looming door in front of him swung open heavily. The swarming mass of black arms shot out and snatched at the small alchemist greedily.
Terrified, unsure of exactly what had transpired. Edward was limp, he let the multitude pull him forward and through the gate.