A long time ago, a small family lived quietly on a remote island. One day, they traveled to a huge city—a place filled with tall buildings, bright lights, and strange inventions they had never seen before. Every step they took revealed something new and surprising.

The father and his child wandered around in amazement, staring at the buildings and machines, while the mother paused to look at shop windows. To them, the city felt like another world.

Suddenly, something unusual caught their attention.

A shiny silver door stood in the middle of a building. It opened by itself, revealing a small room inside. After a moment, it closed again. The family watched closely, confused and curious.

The child tugged at his father’s hand.
“Father, what is that room?”

The father frowned. He had never seen anything like it before.
“I don’t know,” he said honestly.

As they stood there wondering, an old woman slowly approached, leaning on her walking stick. She stepped into the small room. The silver doors closed quietly behind her.

Above the doors, numbers began to move—climbing higher and higher. When they reached the top, the numbers changed direction and started going down.

A moment later, the doors opened.

Out stepped a beautiful young woman.

The father’s eyes widened in shock. His heart skipped a beat. Grabbing his child by the shoulder, he whispered urgently,

“Quick! Run and bring your mother. This is the room that makes people young.” 😄