Frumefni

The black door

Within the high tower that is Nebula, it rests far to the south. It's a kingdom hidden by the clouds in the sky. It's golden architecture attracts many to try and enter the illustrious tower. The few that do climb it and reach the precipice are met by the golden walls of Nebula. Despite its grand illusion, the people of Nebula are constantly tempted by a single black door. At the very back of the city rests a lone black door. Accompanying the door is a mural of the being that's said to rest within it. It's body, or what's thought to be its body, is shown on the mural. No one goes near the door... at least no one with fear. "The people of Nebula are always told to never open this scawy door." A brutish child says to his followers. Other children similar to him in age as they approach the door noticeably lacking adult supervision. "It's so dumb! Who would believe such a story? It's a damn door!" Another child says followed by the laughter of his peers. They soon arrive at the black, menacing door. The leader of the group is nervous as he gulps down his fear. "Once they see there's nothin here, we'll be treated like kings!" He says this in a vain attempt to calm his nerves. He reaches towards the door handle. He can feel his heart beating. His vision momentarily blurs as he feels his hand moving closer to the door, despite it not feeling as though it is. He grips the wooden handle. The other children took a nervous step back. He slowly twists the door knob open. With a sudden and full use of his young strength, he yanks the door open. Nothing happens. They all look inside the door, curious about what's inside. They believe they don't see anything until the blackness splits open, revealing what they were looking at was nothing but a closed eye. The children all seem to scream in fear, but no sound comes. They all start to grip at their throats, gasping for air. They try to breathe. They try to run, but no one escapes. They all collapse to the ground as the eye shrinks and a lone man exits the door. His body is covered by a black cloth that shivers in the wind. He looks up to the sun. His face revealed to be nothing but an intense wind swirling. He raises his hand in the air as the children's bodies float high. "I thank you." He says this before enveloping them in a black ball of wind.