The Door and Sand

Dylan saw a door.

A pitch black door, yet so bright, he couldn't understand what he was seeing, as the door itself was the source of this light, yet it was closed; it looked like a well-mounted door.

"How's such a well-mounted door in a place like this?" Dylan said to himself that he knew this because his uncle was a carpenter.

Dylan had doubts, but his curiosity always got the better of him.

Without hesitation, Dylan approached the door and pushed on it with all his might. To his surprise, the door swung open easily, revealing a dark, cavernous space inside.

Despite his fear, Dylan was determined to explore the inside of the mountain. He stepped inside, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw that there was a path like a paved way in the middle of a desert filled with white sand. Dylan was frightened as he just realized that he was no longer in the mountain. He looked down, and what he saw was sand. He looked up at the sky, but it was so dark; there were no stars, and the moon wasn't there. Dylan couldn't understand how the white sand on the floor shone so bright and luminous.

Dylan, so scared and terrified, decided to run back, but immediately he turned around. He couldn't find the door he came through; the door was no longer there. Dylan was frightened. Dylan was so scared that he began to cry and yell for help, only his voice echoed back at him.