Hall of Infinite Doors
The voice is a little creepy, but an open door means an open heart. Right? Well, there was a saying like that somewhere...
"Come in, come in." The voice continues to encourage you, and so you open the door.
A warm, heavy air hits you laced with the smell of candle wax. It's not a bad smell, though a little strong. You eagerly step forward into the dark room.
THUNK! Ouch! You should've been a little more careful. In your eagerness you accidentally tripped over something. Then hit something else, which knocked over a serious of other somethings in a domino effect.
You're in a small state of a panic now, but you notice that you're surrounded by coffins. Many different types of coffins, one of which you've tripped over, and several which you've knocked over.
"What are you doing?!" An angry voice asks.
You...
"Come in, come in." The voice continues to encourage you, and so you open the door.
A warm, heavy air hits you laced with the smell of candle wax. It's not a bad smell, though a little strong. You eagerly step forward into the dark room.
THUNK! Ouch! You should've been a little more careful. In your eagerness you accidentally tripped over something. Then hit something else, which knocked over a serious of other somethings in a domino effect.
You're in a small state of a panic now, but you notice that you're surrounded by coffins. Many different types of coffins, one of which you've tripped over, and several which you've knocked over.
"What are you doing?!" An angry voice asks.
You...