The image for this week’s challenge is provided by J Hardy Carroll.
It was an inside-out house, the pavement having doors off it into the outside world.
‘Choose wisely’, she had been told as she took tentative steps to her future.
No-one had returned to give anyone an inkling of which door to choose.
The door at the end of the corridor showed a shaft of light beneath it.
Was that the one to freedom? If so, why should there be a fire extinguisher there? Perhaps it was a trick, or omen of what lay beyond.
She could only pick one. Once touched, that was her choice and the others automatically locked. There would be no going back, only through.
She heard her mother’s gentle voice say ‘Follow the Light.’
Taking two steps towards the end, she noticed a violet beam caress the door to her left.
It was her mother’s favourite colour.
She turned the knob, and stepped out into sunshine, totally unaware of The Darkness and corridor disappearing behind her.