I woke up, though my eyes have yet to open, I realize that this setting is unfamiliar to me, this is not my home. I don't feel the comfort of my bed, instead I feel the cold hard ground beneath my body.

I finally decided to open my eyes. When I go to open my eyes I'm greeted with a sight for which I don't know, I look around, mind running on all of the possibilities on how I ended up here, how I ended up in the situation that I am in at this very moment. I look around, scared and curious as to where I am, I observe my surroundings and see that I am in a field, I'm surrounded by locks of long grass that are almost tall as sunflowers, buried within the tall grass I spot flowers, just beginning to bloom, my gaze shifted to the left of me, that's when I spot it, a door, just sitting eerily in the tall grass, almost as if it was calling me, calling me to open it, to go through the door to find out whatever secrets lie behind this mystery of a door. As I was lying there, debating whether or not I wanted to go through the door, though I already knew the answer, it didn't hurt to think about it for a bit, to delay the moment when I opened the door, and faced with whatever lies behind it. I got up, reluctant, but determined nonetheless. Brushing the grass of my legs that stuck to them from lying in the spot for so long, I finally got myself situated and made my way towards the door, anxious. afraid, and unwilling to move, an unwillingness to move, but I continued on anyway. As I was nearing the door, I noticed the designs and colors of this door, it was a creamy white color and the designs on this door were so sophisticated, this door had gold lining from top to bottom that went from curly elegant lines, which then morphed into a beautiful array of flowers, which were present at all four corners of the door, I admired this door, thinking on how out of place this door was, it looked like it belonged in a castle or a mansion, where it would only be used ever so often. I put my hands on the door knob, just about to turn the door knob that felt insanely cold in my hand, as I was about to turn the knob, I heard a sound coming from the distance, it sounded like wind chimes dangling in the wind, a soft twinkling sound. I directed my attention to where I heard the sound, thinking how odd it was to hear this sound, as it wasn't windy out, it was calm, almost too calm, as I was turning back towards the door to open it, I felt a cold shiver that shuddered down my spine, that left me feeling uneasy, watched, and alone. I felt as if there was a presence, though I was unsure of what exactly was out there I was frightened by the thought that someone might be out here in this secluded field with me.