I’m cutting wood in the forest when suddenly I hear the sound of an army riding towards me. I scramble up the nearest tree and I see forty men riding fast, sending up a cloud of dust.
They stop right under my tree, dismount, and tie their horses. Then their finely dressed captain goes to the mountain side and calls, “Open Sesame!” A door in the mountain opens, the men go in, and the rock closes behind them.
Wonder of wonders! What do you suppose is in there?