The sun has just set and you find yourself walking along the path of the local park in your quiet town.
As you look around and admire the scenery, you notice a faint glimmer of light out beyond the distance of the park's boundaries. Curious, you creep closer to the light and soon you hear music. Drawn to the music, you walk a little closer and soon you are sprinting as the music grows louder and the light becomes brighter. The sound of laughter and chatter reaches your ears. An enormous iron gate surrounded by tall, golden walls stops you from going further. You peek through the gate and see a marketplace. Hoards of people gather around large booths, selling and buying; dancing and chatting with each other. You grab onto the iron bars and shake them. Suddenly, you are stopped by a tall man with dark clothing, its golden buttons reflecting the light from this strange place around him. He is the ticket master. His eyes are sharp and he speaks with an overpowering voice:
Ticket? Confused, you tell him you don't have one.
“You are not allowed inside without a ticket. Please come back when you have a ticket.”
The strength of his voice orders you to turn around when a small gust of wind sweeps across your way. You notice a scrap piece of paper swirling around the air.
Your curiosity is at a high tonight. Gently, you grab the scrap and open your hand to reveal a raggedy ticket:
Curious, you wonder. You turn back to the ticket master showing him your newly acquired ticket.
Excitement is growing inside you. It's as if the music and laughter beyond the tall man has put a spell on you.
The ticket master examines the piece carefully and without a word opens the gates.