Forty Thousand

“She took a deep breath. She held the tube upright with her left hand and pushed the tube into the shape with her right palm. Nothing happened. “Wait,” she thought, remembering how the tube had changed when she touched the crinkled mass with her thumb. With her thumb, she pressed down onto the tube. After a small whir, the wall behind her opened up— just a small opening, enough to duck into and crawl through, or for a dragonfly, just fly through, which the dragonfly did.”