A Portal

     "Sammy we're not suppose to go in there! Mum told us not to!" Mark dug his heels into the dirt as his older sister dragged him towards the watershed's open door. 
     "Stop it! Let go! You're hurting me!" He twisted his arm, but his sister's fingers dug into his skin. The boy cried out, "why are you doing this Sam?" 
     His sister stopped, her head turned to the dark recesses of the shed. "I'm not your sister." 
     "What?" Mark fought down a sob, ears burning from the deeper, more menacing voice coming from Sammy.
      His sister pulled tighter on his arm, continuing to drag him towards the sun worn building. It's single door yawned open, waiting for him. 
      "Wh-who are you?" She gave no reply, merely bent his arm painfully and force him to face the door, feet stopped inches from the darkness. 
     "Who are you!" 
     He looked back into a face he'd never seen, his sister's blond hair falling over a darkened brow. Black pits glared into his face. 
     "The Gatekeeper."
 Mark felt himself thrown through the doorway into the waiting dark. 
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