The Cottage Door
Before you can say a word, the door flies open, and a great wind pulls
you forward...
You are standing on a dirt road. The road ends just in front of you
at the porch of a small house. Nearby is a big red barn. Beyond, you
can see animals grazing in a pasture, and a patch of crops.
A little girl is playing on the house’s lawn, her back to you. You
could attract her attention.
The door to the house is half open. You could go inside.
You could also walk down the dirt road, away from the house and the
little girl, and see where it goes.
When you lay your hand upon the knob, the omnipotent voice again fills
the room. “You have chosen the Town. A wise choice.”
