The way back was blocked, sealed by those inside the world they knew. That was unexpected on my part, that they would seal me out. I heard her voice, “Don’t panic. Don’t do anything stupid.” Something perfect to say to someone inside a wall.
All I could do was go forward. But forward to what, to where? There was light ahead, with colors. Nothing but colors, and the unknown.
Inside the crack, it wasn’t smooth, it wasn’t clean. There was dust everywhere, jagged edges, sharp points. I bumped into them, cut myself, bruised myself, banged my head.
I was heading into the unknown. I didn’t know how thick the wall was, how long it would take to get through it. All I knew is I couldn’t go back. Those behind me had seen to that.
All I had left was the light, and the colors, beyond the wall.
Part 5 of a story I’m writing for Angela Goff’s Visual Dare. Please read the other entries in this week’s Visual Dare challenge. Be amazed at the magic people can put into 150 words or less.