Maybe this will end up as a good fiction and someone can post it on the web?!


Roger opened the window, taking a deep breath.
It must have been automn, for the leaves were turning red, orange and yellow.
He turned to the door of his room and sighed.
Probably he had no choice, he couldn't stay in his room for ever!
He took a t-shirt that lay on a chair (Beside his bed the only furniture in his room.), pulled it on and opened the door.

The room behind the door was empty.
Where did they go?
'Erm...Mark?!'