((OKed by Shin Asuka))
As you walk down the hall, you see, what appears to be a door, out of the corner of your eye. You quickly turn and see nothing. A bit confused, you walk closer. Your hand touches the wall and you lean in closer, studying the place where you just thought you saw a door. Your hands glide along it and you hit something cold and metal. You think it’s the door knob. You grasp the air and turn it slightly. It clicks and the section of the wall shifts as the “door” opens. As the door opens it reveals a room. Once your eyes adjust to the darkness you can see the silhouettes of the furniture. You walk in slowly, cautiously looking around. The door creaks and shuts behind you, belittling the light from the door. On the walls there are small, dimly lit candles. In the center (pushed back against the wall) of the room there's a circular bed with blood red silk sheets and black blankets. Near the front of the room, tucked back into the corner you can faintly see a bar. Something in the very back of the room catches your eye. You walk closer to it. It’s an old door with something written on it in gold paint. You can’t make it out though. It’s been scratched off with only flecks of gold left. You open the door and see a hallway with many other doors. You walk in the find a old cracked door with something thick oozing out of the cracks. You turn the old rusted knob and open it. The walls are splattered with blood, there are bodies hanging from the ceiling and chains along the walls. You quickly close the door. A little scared at what lies behind the many other doors you walk out of the hallway and shut the door behind you. You walk out of the room and close the door behind you. A little curious, you look behind you and see the door as it disappears.
As you walk down the hall, you see, what appears to be a door, out of the corner of your eye. You quickly turn and see nothing. A bit confused, you walk closer. Your hand touches the wall and you lean in closer, studying the place where you just thought you saw a door. Your hands glide along it and you hit something cold and metal. You think it’s the door knob. You grasp the air and turn it slightly. It clicks and the section of the wall shifts as the “door” opens. As the door opens it reveals a room. Once your eyes adjust to the darkness you can see the silhouettes of the furniture. You walk in slowly, cautiously looking around. The door creaks and shuts behind you, belittling the light from the door. On the walls there are small, dimly lit candles. In the center (pushed back against the wall) of the room there's a circular bed with blood red silk sheets and black blankets. Near the front of the room, tucked back into the corner you can faintly see a bar. Something in the very back of the room catches your eye. You walk closer to it. It’s an old door with something written on it in gold paint. You can’t make it out though. It’s been scratched off with only flecks of gold left. You open the door and see a hallway with many other doors. You walk in the find a old cracked door with something thick oozing out of the cracks. You turn the old rusted knob and open it. The walls are splattered with blood, there are bodies hanging from the ceiling and chains along the walls. You quickly close the door. A little scared at what lies behind the many other doors you walk out of the hallway and shut the door behind you. You walk out of the room and close the door behind you. A little curious, you look behind you and see the door as it disappears.
