No one at Oakwood Baptist finds it strange when the new Reverend opens a doorway to heaven in the basement supply closet. They rejoice as thick clouds of fog wrap around their bodies, escorting them to the pearly gates.

Only Mike smells the rot brewing downstairs. Only he sees the vacant, glassy eyes of the congregation. Only he knows that whatever waits beyond that door isn’t paradise.

And the Reverend won’t stop until Mike steps through next.

Nicholas Gordon's debut novella is an unrelenting assault of blasphemous depravity.