Michiko's POV
It was like watching a stack of cards fall down, one after the other the bricks disappeared in a puff a smoke revealing a very large set of double doors, the steel kind you'd find in a hospital or a psychiatric ward.
No words said, we all barreled through the door when we heard the elves on the other side of the door revv up something that sounded like a mix between a chain saw and a machine gun
Pass the double doors was so bright it was blinding, the ceiling hung low and every inch of the place was tiled from ceiling to floor in that same suffocating spotless white, right in front of us was the very window from that picture, the tree outside swayed in the wind without a care in the world
