Arad crawled beneath the bottom rail; one meter of space was enough for him to crawl through, and the door wasn't that wide, no, wait, isn't the right word, it wasn't that deep.
The door was about a hundred and fifty meters tall, fifty meters wide, and about three meters deep, enough for him to crawl full underneath. The scale of everything was quite terrifying and fascinating at the same time. Is this how a cockroach sees the world? Arad didn't know, but he was sure it's close.
Almost immediately after Arad looked out, he faced the first hurdle, or should he say the first two hurdles? The two guards standing at each side of the door won't be easy to sneak past.
Arad looked around. A few hundred meters to the right was a large table with a pristine emerald-green vase above it. From what he could see, the vase had a whole garden planted, full of trees and running water. He couldn't see the water, but he could hear its murmur.
