The Door | A 100 Word Story

#722 - Return to Nowhere Island

The tune sounded familiar to me. A whistle I had heard before though I can’t quite remember where. But it called to me. Guiding me. Directing me through the trees till I reached what could only be described as the end of this nightmare. I hit a wall, though it was painted to look like more forest and trees.

It felt solid and cool to the touch. I banged on it with my white knuckle fists, searching for a way to break through.

Then a light came on over a door that I swear wasn’t there before. And it open.

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