The crash was deafening. I sat bolt upright, my head pounding in that unique way it does when you have woken too quickly from a deep sleep, leaving you disoriented.
The noise came again, suddenly in the silence. I fell out of the bed. Stumbling to my feet, half-blind with confusion, I opened my bedroom door to be greeted by the strangest sight. A little man, with very big ears, hands and feet.
‘Sorry. Took a wrong turn. The door closed behind me. Looks like I’m stuck here.’
‘Portal. You know. Looks like I’ll be staying for a while.’
This was written for Day 19 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.