Blast

Skeleton

I pulled and pulled and pulled as hard as I could at the metal handle. No budge. "Dammit" I said again "dammit dammit dammit!" I tried pushing in like that would solve anything, but it didn't. After a while of pulling up I decided to push it towards the wall, nothing. Then I tried to pull. The handle seemed to come off at how easy it moved but it had just slid towards me. I let go and the square of floor the handle resigned at lifted. It lifted to a pedestal about waist high and stopped. I slid my hand over the top where the handle should have been. No handle but what was there was better, a key. A skeleton key. I heard the slight hum again. I dropped to my hands and put my ear to the hole. "Skeleton". There was a flash of memory that went through my head. When I was little, like four or five, I always played with a skeleton key and lock I found in a chest. That is when the thought occurred that the hole was a key hole! I stuck the key in the key hole and twisted. An x appeared across the floor. There was a booming voice that echoed in the room. "You have figured out the trick!" what trick I thought. "Good luck", a different voice this time, sharper. Then a blinding light flashed and I was disoriented at the sight of it. I could feel something dragging me. I couldn't see it though. What was happening? Where was the darkness I had grown used to in the time I was there.