Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. Read my story below, then click on the pic to read the others. Thanks! Note: I made two changes based on comments – thank you Doug and Russell.
“Door Number Two”
By Scott L Vannatter – 100 Words
They had not been there yesterday. Fred just knew it. Three doors, no frames, were standing in the field. He opened the door on the left, saw the field. He walked through, closing the door behind him. He reopened the door and saw he was in front of the middle door now. Curiosity was higher. He walked to the door on the right and stepped through similarly and ended up back at the middle again.
Very curious, he thought. He turned and opened the middle door, stepping through, not noticing the claw marks on the inside. He shut the door.