In this unsettling monologue for an older man, the great landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted, at the end of his life, has been confined to a remote island off the coast of Maine, presumably insane. But Olmsted believes his exile is a conspiracy designed to prevent him from informing the world that the gates of Central Park are in reality portals to another world, a labyrinth that exists in another dimension underneath the park. Nearly all the men involved with the creation of the park have met with mysterious deaths. Olmsted is desperate to warn the world before it's too late.
Published in Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening and Other Plays.