It was there everyday. On a good day. On a bad day. Everyday I walked across the muddy path to work I saw an entrance. To where? No one knows. No one dares. There have been many rumours and tales about the people who enter but never return.

My day had gotten bad to worse in a matter of hours. I walked home with a struggle, with the mud becoming sticky due to the heavy rain. My boots got stuck with each step. I saw it. The entrance was only a couple meters away. Weighing the pros and cons of either getting home or staying under the arch. I decided to stay under the arch. I placed my work bag down next to me leaning against the wall. It had been 30 minutes as I sat there seeing the rain continue to pour. To waste time I decided to explore.

While walking through the entrance of the archway I felt the wind pickup behind me, pushing me nearer the the a abyss. I walked through and found myself in a field of beautiful flowers. The flowers dances gracefully in the wind. The sight placed a smile on my face before walking through the field. The field started to rise as I continued to walk through the field. The scent of the flowers pulled me closer up the incline. I reached the top seeing fluffy clouds below me.

How did I get here? Up in the sky. I looked down seeing the clouds parting, there was a town. Small houses were scattered below. I looked behind me seeing the archway. Without thinking I turned around and began to climb down. The archway was going nowhere. To a new adventure I go.