Not sure the terrors of the outside world are any worse than the ritual inside, you turn around and quickly bolt back through the door. As it turns out, the outside world is modestly safer. Russell has taken your home and transformed it into a literal hell, complete with fire and brimstone and deamons tearing at your flesh. You experience the pain of these things even before you realize what you're wondering in to. By the time you see all of this, it's already too late. They have you, and they intend to take their time with you.