“Come on,” my brother said. “Come on?” “Get your coat on, and hurry.” “Why?” Just follow me.” I followed my brother out the door and we headed to the middle of town. We headed up some stairs. “We’re in the bridge,” I said. Nobody knows why the bridge was built, I think that’s what we’re doing. “I went here last night, and I discovered something.” “What?” “Come on.” We crossed the bridge. All of a sudden we were in a parlor. “Where is it?” He said. He gasped. He tapped a column and stepped back, so did I. A burst of flame opened something in the column. Cans of drinks. “Weird,” I said and took a kool aid. He touched a strange red button on the inside and something opened up beside the column. An elevator! “WHAT” “go in.” “And hang on really tight.” I did just that, while my brother presses the, “up” button. All of a sudden, we where going up. My face loosened and jiggled. My vision started to get blurry. We must’ve been going a hundred miles an hour, then it stopped abruptly. The door opened. Once we stepped out, we heard laughing and shrieks of laughter. I turned and started to walk the way the noises were coming from. “ Not that way, straight.” I did as I was told and saw a lady. “Is this him?” She asked my brother. “Yes, but he has a lot to learn.”