Against the backdrop of the Zeppelin's humming noise, and the spine-chilling sound of intra-cloud lightning flashes, an evil weevil appears out of thin air. Striking fear into the hearts of men with its powerful, elongated, and always thirsty proboscis, the massive insect starts crawling over a dilapidated shack, heading towards the chimney. Then, suddenly, a strange thing happens, and the sense of death prevails. What lies beyond the black door?