Her face doesn’t change, except for the way her eyes shut. It’s how children shut their eyes and angle their faces when it begins to snow.
Facing the portal again, I nod once—to myself. “Let’s see what you’ve got, universe,” I mutter.
And we step into the portal as one.
His cool, strong hold guides me through, as I think his name as a mantra while pushing past chunks of sludge and gray matter. Aris, Aris, Aris.
When we emerge on the other side of space, into a new plane of existence and an unexplored world, the first thing he says is, “Mary.”
End.
Or did it end like this?
As I step through the portal, feet finding purchase on solid ground, I do a double-take at my surroundings. I was expecting alien flora and fauna, but this is…
I turn, Aris stepping out of the gray portal right behind me. He smiles at the look on my face.
“Your hallway?” I say slowly, horror and understanding dawning.
“Did you think I would forgive you so easily?”
His grin widens into something feral, and he pushes me into an open room.