Behind Closed Doors

Entrance through the gates

.It was like I was paralyzed.. Scratch that, I was paralyzed. Being paranormally elevated, through the gates, with annoying pink smoking slipping underneath the minute cracks in the ginormous pillared gateway. A beautiful woman serenading me with a old-Timey song from the 20s. My mind was going to awful places, thinking of all the possible things I could do to her.. I felt like I was in a cartoon, because I probably have hearts in eyes, for she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen! For a moment her song stopped and I snapped back into reality. I took a look at what I thought was a girl sent from Heaven, gruesomely transformed into a wrinkly, burnt, straggly, old hag. But just for a split second! Then she switched back to a perfect looking siren. And I yet again fell under her spell