“So you were going to kill me? Why not just divorce me?”
“I wanted the inheritance!”
“I had no idea you were so evil under that beautiful facade! So scheming, so manipulative, so devoid of morality!”
“That’s your fault for never looking past my body.”
“Truth be told,” he said, “I’m a mob lawyer. I know some people who could make use of a gal like you.”
“Wait, what?”
“I never saw past your beauty because you never showed me there was anything there. Now I know, and baby, I like what I see!” He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. She struggled at first but then melted willingly in to his embrace.
“Oh, Darling, that’s all I’ve ever wanted!” she said. “Can you ever trust me again?”
“I know you’re telling the truth, baby,” he said. “Now come on, there are some business associates I’d like you to meet.”
They walked off together, arm in arm.
“Interesting!”
The white door appeared before him on the sidewalk. Taking that as his cue, he opened it and stepped through back to the other place. It was unchanged.
“Didn’t see that coming,” he said, closing the door behind him.
“…choose reward…”
“Huh?”
“…choose reward…”
“Ok, how about a big house to live in?”
Instantly, a stately manor house appeared. Reminiscent of an opulent English country estate, its wings stretched across the meadow and its finely manicured gardens were a delight to behold.
“That’s beautiful,” he said. “All right. If we’re going to do this, I have some conditions.”
“…state conditions…”
“For starters, I want a week of vacation every month. You drop me off back home and leave me alone. Set it up so I can interact with people normally.”
“…agreed…”
“If I ever get hurt or sick, you fix me up.”
“…agreed…”
“Never mess with my mind or use your mojo on me without my permission.”
“…agreed…”
“All right, then we have a deal. By the way, what’s your name?”
“…no name…”
“You don’t have a name?”
“…no society… no peers… alone… no need for a name…”
“Well you’re not alone anymore and I need to call you something.”
“…name me…”
“Sure, I can give you a name. Let me think for a minute…” He cast his gaze upward, at the sky that was neither day nor night. “I’ll call you the Twilight Zone. Nice to meet you. My name’s Rod.”