I placed my hand on the gate with no small amount of fear. What did that brochure really mean? What war are we in? Who am I going to meet?
The large, cold bronze handle seemed absolutely untouched. I looked carefully at it and studied its color. It was a dark greenish-black. “I’m a clever fellow…I can figure this out.” I thought.
“I remember going to museums and being fascinated by all the places on the bronze statues that people had touched over the years.” I said quietly to myself. I continued in my thoughts remembering the statues whose toes were brightly polished by the thoughtful caresses of art lovers and the dark bronze railings which are rubbed clean and bright by the hands of thousands of little school children. I loved the contrast between the brightly polished rubbings and the dark untouched metal parts of the statues.
“This is bronze.” I announced to nobody in particular, proud of my scientific deductive powers.
Looking at this huge door, Adan assessed it. Had it ever been opened? He looked for clues…all he could see was that the door opens towards him, had no bronze parts that were polished bright by hands and that he did not see any patterns of movement in the small strip of green grass at the foot of the door.
“I judge it has never been opened.” I announced again to my imaginary jury of scientific peers.
I looked around to see if anybody would come help me, but nobody did. The silence was freaky.
I pulled the door towards me and felt it swing heavily and silently on smooth hinges.
Immediately on the other side of the door was…wait a minute…”What is that?”
“Whoa…” I gasped. “Seriously…what is that?”
I was so fascinated by what was in front of me I did not hear the sound of the nearby elevator announcing the unwanted arrival of three unseen beings.
The elevator arrived with a soft, “BING”.