A ramp stood in front of me reaching high up towards the white tower which was sat tall on the mountain. It seemed so threatening but I had made it this far so I can’t give now. I take a step, and another until I’m right in front of the tower.

It was polished so white it shone in the early morning sun. It was so tall it reached high above the clouds.

I take a deep breath and pull the heavy knocker up and slam it against the wood of the door - I do this again.

The door opens suddenly and I step in.