Prompt: Write the last paragraph of a story entitled The Door to Somewhere.
Source: Modified from writingfix.com
Original Airdate: Decemeber 25, 2010
Response:
Though in her dreams, her fingers had always trembled, they were steady as she inserted the key into the lock and turned it. The resulting clank made her jump slightly; it was deep and metallic. She paused, hands on the splintering wood and cold, austere door handle. Her breath echoed with excitement, reverberating in the chasam created between the door and her body. Then, in a single motion, she yanked the door open, heart pounding. A cloud of dust showered her instantly. When the dust cleared she could see that the doorway had been bricked up so long that the mortar was beginning to disintegrate and that the opening no longer led anywhere.
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