Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Door to Heaven

Carefully examining the intricate engravings on the ancient stone wall, Dr. Francis runs his weary, calloused fingers over the pictographs. Just as he is about to take a picture, all of the lights fail and he is left in utter darkness. He freezes in place, his arms still holding the camera. For the first few moments the stale, warm, musty air seems to close in on the archaeologist, tightening like a fist around his body. Suddenly the fist releases its grip and a gentle cool breeze pushes the stankness away. Where is the fresh air coming from, Dr. Francis wonders.

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