The anchored swingset gate.

Staring into red eyes and trying not to blink. He is startled into a frozen state. He feels his skin crawl, all the way up his spine and across his scalp. The eyes bore into his, probing deeper, almost piercingly so.

Samuel screams. His involuntary reaction is from fright. Furthermore, he can only see the red eyes. They fill his vision and are all he can see. Then he screams again, while simultaneously trying to flee. It does him no good. He is frozen in place.

The Anchored Swingset

He begins to see things beyond the red glowing eyes. His panic and fear fade, and visions with galaxies of stars appear. Deep universe. Then from far away a question forms in his head. Forming from outside himself. However, it is in his mind, a part of his thoughts.

“Will you keep the gate?“

The area beneath the swingset factory slowly morphs back into view. Swims back into focus. Samuel is standing beside the strange structure. Quite alone, and not worse, for the wear. Will you keep the gate?

He sways on his feet slightly. The days events are beginning to weigh heavy. He is beside the underground structure, and facing back the way he came. Therefore the openings in the structure are visible. Not only are they visible, but also functional. They are well lit and appear to be ready for something.

Gate

Furthermore, as he views the long stretch of wall before him, he sees a door. It absolutely hadn’t been there moments before. With this in mind he must once again consider that he is delusional in some way.

Perhaps he is still unconscious from the fall and this is some lucid dream. Tentatively he moves toward the door. It is the size of a loading bay door. Additionally it has strange lit symbols mounted above its opening. He knows this is where he must go. But not why, as he walks on through.