Jerome walked into the garage carrying a large brown box. It was pretty heavy and full of old and dusty books that his mother and father collected during their expeditions. He put the box down and dusted himself off and looked through the box before he puts it up on one of the garage shelfs. He assumed everything in the box was gonna be old and boring but he was surprisingly proved wrong. 

There was a painting of a school and what caught Jerome's eye was how it said 'touch to enter'. He'd never seen a painting quite like this before. Jerome sat the painting down and continued to put away the box. He opened a ladder and attempt to carry the large box up it. He made it half way up only to lose his balance by his center of gravity being thrown of from the large box. Before he knew it he was falling backwards off the latter in the direction of the painting.

Seconds before he hit the ground he closed his eyes wincing at the pain soon to come.....but it never did. Jerome quickly opened his eyes noticing his surroundings changed completely. His once small shack like garage was now an open sky that was moving upwards. Well the sky wasn't moving Jerome was falling and by the time he realized it he was already seconds away from the ground. Again he closed his eyes readying himself for the pain that's soon to come. To Jerome's surprise his face met a sponge like material. He quickly stood to his feet eyeing his new environment. Not to long after his landing he noticed he wasn't the only one and silently followed the strangers that he believes arrived there before him.