Noah was just plain happy. He was smiling and unusually quiet. Maybe he was feeling that same sense of freedom I was. It was kind of like being a butterfly fresh out of the cocoon, free to explore everything for the first time in a completely different way. We got to the tunnel and we were holding hands, swinging them back and forth together. The orange sparkles started again and then they got so strong that I had to close my eyes.
I opened my eyes about two seconds later – and we weren’t in the tunnel anymore. It looked like we were in some sort of cave with glittery orange walls. Unlike outside, where it had been pretty warm, it was comfortably cool. Noah and I both turned around, our eyes open wide, completely confused by what we were seeing.
“Is this real?” Noah finally managed to ask.
“I think so…” I hesitated. Could we really just close our eyes for a second and be somewhere completely different? That made no sense...
“But where are we – and how do we get back to where we were?” Noah had put my thoughts into words.
“I have no idea...” I said, feeling scared and confused. My stomach started to hurt.
A piece of paper flew down from above, swishing left and right and finally landing at our feet. Noah picked it up. I could see something was written on it and my first thought was that if it was a message in Hebrew, we were in deep trouble, because my Hebrew wasn’t that good.
It wasn’t. It was a message that seemed to be handwritten, in English:
“Here you can do more? More what?” I asked. “What does that even mean?” I was annoyed; cryptic things frustrate me. Noah was intrigued. I was trying to understand how we were going to get out of there.
“Maybe jump higher?” He tried to jump. He was right; he had definitely just jumped higher than anyone I’d ever seen jump – except maybe in a sports competition.
“Wow!” I said, shocked.
“Yeah, wow! I wonder what else!” Noah said.
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