Cyan (III) – The Door

Here, the time stands still.

He doesn’t feel hungry or thirsty. He just feel the heat from the sun while he’s exploring.

He just see grass and clouds. Until…

(What’s that?)

“What’s that?”

Each step makes the thing clearer to see. He starts to remember what happened to him. The thing he sees is…

(I opened this door before… it was while I was cleaning that house.)

“It has the same code #00ffff”

He opens the door again.

“Ouch… I’ve a headache.”

(I think I fainted and fell.)

He doesn’t remember anything. But he sees the device he found in that world on his left wrist.

“No way! It wasn’t a dream. It was real.”

(It’s time to read those entries.)

P.S: Like & Share this short story if you want it to be continued

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s