There's always a different perspective about how we see our world. PV prefered to call his home dystopian, while the rest were saying they now live in a post-apocalyptic world.
PV filled his backpack and was all geared up for the biggest adventure of his life! He had all kind of artifacts, trinkets and gadgets in his bag, and was breathing at an accelerate rate!
It was fear or adrenaline? He took the wooden chest from under the bed and slowly open it. He waited patiently until he turned 10, and now is the time!
Inside was a small shiny key, which levitated in the middle of the chest. He realised this will match the big rusty gate from the garden. This will be the first time he will leave the eco-dome, and he has no idea what adventures are waiting outside.
He discovered the secret of the chest, and now he was ready to go! The boots were the last piece of gear he had to put on, and he slowly walked towards the locked gate. The boots where dusting the leaves with every step, and the sound of twigs and pebbles under the footsteps was discreet but somehow weird!
PV put the key in, twisted twice and the cogwheels spinned and unlocked the rusty gate. He pulled hard but the gate didn't open, probably stuck after years of immobility! He pulled again...and again... harder and harder...
All the effort was in vain! The gate didn't move! However, PV noticed the "Z" symbol on the sturdy metal frame! The same "Z" symbol embroded on his gear!
He softly touched the rune-like inscription and the gate started to vibrate, and the protective ward that blured the outside vanished! PV could see the land behind the gate and his eyes were dazzed by the tropical colors!
Beyond the gate he could see a tropical paradise! Palm trees, flowers in bloom, insects... and a lot of sunshine! He never seen natural sun in the bio-dome, or experienced anything like this. A TROPICAL PARADISE!
Birds where tweeting, insects were buzzing and the warm of the sun could be felt beyond the gate. The same gate that was stuck seconds ago... now was wide open!
Zingtober Day 3 - Boots (And The Rusty Old Gate)
