I glanced back over my shoulder and asked, “What’s going to happen if this works?”
“We’ll be on the Otherside.” He stared right at me and asked, “Do you really trust me?”
“Yes. Yes, I do.” Before I could say anything else, he took my hand and then threaded it through the spot that I could not see. I could feel it when my hand went into the hole and then caught in the slot. The temperature there was colder and my hand appeared to be stuck on something in midair. I could still not see it, but it had caught on a metal frame. “I can feel the doorframe. Now what?”
He backed away from me and said, “Unlock it. Turn your hand and wrist to the left.”
“Is it going to hurt?” I wasn’t happy that he kept backing away from me like something might explode.
“No, it won’t hurt.” He still backed away.
