The sweet children of Gatlin have chained the door. There's no turning back now. You have entered my world now, and you can't escape. So pick a row of corn, and follow it to your destiny.
Row Number One.
Or perhaps you might want to visit Row Number Two?
Row Three...Are you scared now?
The Fourth Row, will you ever come out?
Row 5...This is getting tiresome...You'll Never make it out! As it is written, so it shall be. Leave your mark in the book.