He was most surprised to see a door.

It was not out of the ordinary in the slightest. It was red, a glass window in it, and paint flaking from it. An average door in an average school.

But it was standing in the middle of the corridor. And that is a silly place for a door to be.

A light was shining from underneath it, a rich, eerie purple.

His instinct told him "Nah, there can’t be anything behind that door."

So he opened it.

He was never seen again.