Beginnings

Tim saw his chance and this time he took it, running a few steps to the door. His mind raced when he reached the door. He strongly considered trying to look in, maybe get a clue to Rachels fate. He had been quick enough to reach the door but he was still too late, the door shut again in front of him faster then he’d have thought. Faster then he could decide whether to look or not. Oh well, probably for the best.

Tim stood alone at the door, at the top of the world with a dark and endless universe spanning around him. He wanted to see what was in the door. Things were happening so fast now; Tim knew this was his only chance. Now. Would he see what happened to Rachel or something else? He pushed open the door.