The Twilight Zone

A young girl got home from her exhausting job. Tired. Alone. She pressed the power button of her sleek black computer and sat down. She didn't suspect anything unusual. It was an ordinary day. An ordinary computer. And the girl logged on just as she has many times before. Except today wasn't ordinary; the girl had logged on to

The Twilight Zone.


I think the Twilight Zone is very plausible. You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into... the Twilight Zone.

It could happen. I bet it has happened.
Like this one time, I was driving at night and I saw a deer, but I didn't hit it and it ran into the trees. Bam! I bet I was in the Twilight Zone for a split second.
But that's not the only instance. Once, my sister couldn't find her keys. She searched and searched and never found them. I think I know where those keys are. Those keys are hidden in the Twilight Zone.