It’s a complete mess on the surface: heaps of tools, old, rusty and broken, are strewn across the floor.
But somewhere underneath that rubble there’s a trapdoor which leads to my home dimension, and among these tools there’s a key which will let me open it.
I begin my search; I don’t want to be stuck on Earth any longer.
Photo by Ashim D’Silva
Written in response to Sonya’s 3LineTales prompt.
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