The door is open, he looked inside and was mesmerised by the bright light drawing him in like a myriad of stars glistening like pieces of quicksilver cast ceaselesley on the black velevet looking interior.
His mind raced at the thought of expensive jewels or Campag or shimano bike parts.
He tried to close the door,but was being drawn more and more into the ebony void of infinite space, then sudenly without warning a voice was heard behid him, shouting,
“YOUR DINNERS ON THE TABLE, LEAVE THAT BLOODY SAFE ALONE”.