Post Box
A postbox appeared overlooking the landscape a portal to another world it’s red light was flashing
It, I approached it cautiously wanting where it would take me or whether what I would do when I entered into it
Red light made me feel that it was some kind of a doomsday device
I went into it. It was cracked and it was hot and horrible.
I saw a phone number old one not a mobile
I dialled any number home number or something
But when I looked, there was these dials of weird encryptions?
I dialled up quick in the flash it disappeared
Transported me to another dimension an alternate dimension full of weird horrors and bizarre alternate universes there was a countdown
There was a countdown
Frantically trying to stop the countdown by dial another number and another number
I waited in horror
I was teleported to a place outside look like Los Angeles at night and at dawn
The Big Bang, there was an explosion
Experience a kind of solace energy
I was not dead, but I was one but the universe and the postbox
I have become a time, Lord, a time Lord immortal