Doors

The light grows brighter, and you find yourself standing on a beach. The sun glistens off the water rolling on the shore. Small pebbles crunch beneath your feet. The wind blows, and you hear people's voices in the distance.

As you turn to look for the people, a young boy comes running up to you. He smiles and points excitedly at a nearby grove of trees. The voices you heard are growing louder. The child pulls on your arm and points at the trees again.