by Jessica Syrjala

Created on: August 24, 2009

THE ROOM

I walk in. Actually, I am drawn into a shadowbox epitomizing a crypt by some mysterious voice coercing me to enter. When I pass through the doorway, I expect to find myself battling Cerberus to prove my worthiness of entering the deep, dark underworld of Hades. My first instinct is to turn right back around and march right back out of the porthole in which I entered this eerie setting. Yet, something holds me there. Some kind of ultra-magnetic force holds onto my feet with a grip stronger than a mountain climber holding on to the side of a rocky, ice-capped ledge while staring at nothing but jagged rocks as sharp as an alligator's teeth a mile below his feet. As my heart tries to pump my crystallized blood through my paralyzed body, I am frozen. Then the door closes, and I find myself in a place with an uncanny resemblance to the Twilight Zone.

As I unfreeze from my place and shake these chronically paranoid, obsessive conceptions, I ponder the possibly fatal decision of exploring this hazardous domain as opposed to remaining in my safe little bubble that I happen to exist in at this very moment. Upon the basis that the popping of my bubble could occur at any given moment, giving way to a complete perimeter breach and intrusion of my personal space, I opt for the daredevil route and explore the sadistic tomb.

I carefully step forward out of this said-bubble of solitude and gingerly place one foot on the floor. I am cautious, as there may be a booby-trap anywhere (okay, maybe I have seen Indiana Jones a few too many times, but hey, it could happen). After two carefully placed steps, I have to look around me to be certain there is no extra-terrestrial presence lurking in the shadows about me. The coast is clear as it appears to my untrained eyes. So far, so good.

I decide to start my thorough examination of the premises to my immediate left. There sits a bed. Hmmm. I guess that's not too weird. However, what if it's really a passageway to another time-like the Stone Age? If I sit down, I could get sucked into 'Cave Man World' where some cave man chases me on his dinosaur calling out Bubba eat little girl!

Now I don't know about you, but I am dubious to the fact that I can outrun a bloody dinosaur. Help! I can feel the severing of my limbs as Bubba ravenously feasts on my flesh. I am screaming and struggling to break free as I am devoured by a beastly creature who appears to belong to a freak show and happened to meet Fred Flintstone en

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