Standing in the abandoned storefront doorway, he extracted the crumpled yellowed note from his grubby pocket. With trembling hands, he quickly decoded the security lock and entered a dimly lit space.
Across the room- the green door- just like the note seller had promised. The door pulsed in concert with his excited brain. A flurry of ragged thoughts condensed to a single word. He hesitated briefly, then pulled the door open— and was instantly engulfed in a sea of colors.
Overwhelmed with emotions from long dead experiences— love, compassion, hope, joy— he sunk to his knees, weeping. He had made it to the other side.
Life.
Author: Al Tietjen
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