A dark gap appeared where the seam had been earlier, the trap door having receded slightly into the wall. Then it slid noiselessly upward out of sight, revealing blackness. Next, the strangest part of the vision: the tray rose a couple of inches off the floor and glided through the opening. As soon as it disappeared into the void, the door slid back into place and moved outward to seal the gap with a barely audible whishhh.
Two conclusions became immediately clear:
Someone was doing research on a track parallel to mine.
That someone had left me in the dust.
Note: See But Wait! There’s More…. for an explanation of the 100 Words project. Read the previous installment or the next one.
© 2008 Edward F. Gumnick
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