The door opened.
Zach looked at the open door for a moment. Sarah also did so. She looked at her hand before turning to Zach. However, she only glanced at him before her attention was snagged by a blue rectangle in front of her face.
"Requirements met…Be the first to touch this door…" Sarah muttered the message loud enough for Zach to hear, and his expression stiffened. She turned to him.
"Sorry. It says there's only room for one person in this shelter," she awkwardly apologized before entering and closing the door behind her.
Zach didn't even bother knocking or getting her to open again. His soul had already left his body.
The first door he found he needed to be the second to touch, and the second door he found, he needed to be the first to touch. He couldn't believe it.
