Prompt Ramblings - 16. Prompt 387 - New World

I'd heard the rumors that the doorway was open and a whole new dimension sat on the other side. No one knew what that world held, what new species or miracles sat beyond the threshold. The management kept it all at whispers, never revealing anything concrete beyond its sudden appearance. National Security they would say.

That was utter crap.

Technically, I shouldn't be standing at the door right now. As the head xenobiologist on site, I deserved to be in the loop, but they snubbed me on all fronts. If there were other forms of life, I alone had the experience for first contact or how to learn from it. Months had gone by without my input and I was pissed to say the least.

No one stopped me from waltzing into the lab. No security to block my path that guarding the room for months. I couldn't explain how they possibly left the lab unlocked the night I worked late.

It was unsettling how normal it looked. No giant portal with alien tech surrounding the border. No arcane sigils marking the portal to another dimension. It was just a closet door that housed a new world on the other side, appearing out of nowhere like the passage to Narnia.

I looked around, surprised by the lack of guards or alarms as I stood in the empty laboratory. If I was going to learn what lay beyond, it would have to happen now.

With a nervous shudder, I gripped the knob and pushed the door open.

An explosion of technicolor hit my eyes. The entire world on the other side was unnaturally vibrant, with colors so pure they bordered on illustration. The clouds in the sky were bubble-like and the trees and surroundings were simplified with minimal detail.

A series of lifeforms danced around the jade green grass. They all looked like cartoons. Multi-colored ponies pranced around little men with oversized heads. Giggles drifted through the air, occasionally made of of visible letters. Carnival music could be heard in the background filled with whistles, whoops and other special effects. It was like Saturday morning cartoons had been set loose into the real world. I should have thought it was fascinating.

But the toons were all buggering each other.

My Little Pony porn played out in front of me, complete with leather and ball gags. Squeaky dogs that reminded me of the security guards that weren't at their posts, and other species that shouldn't exist did things to each other that offended even my limited moral center.

Pants-less mice that looked like my absent coworkers swarmed on a buck-toothed princess. A naked man with a top hat brandishing a badge that said Mayor was diddling a group of pigs amidst a candy cane flower bed. He looked suspiciously like my boss. Every aspect of this world left me in shock as I absorbed what was happened. I shouldn't have been watching, but I couldn't tear my eyes away.

“Come play with us,” the mayor said, twisting the tip of his mustache.

I closed the door.

Without another word, I went down to the maintenance department. I found a welding torch and a bunch of unassembled metal shelving. It took three trips to drag in all up to the lab and a few tries to get the torch started. I slagged the doorknob into a heap of metal and melted every edge before permanently barricading the door beneath layers of scrap steel.

The fuck if anyone was opening that door again.