Hall of Infinite Doors

You whip your head around to face the foul head known as Stone.
"Stop it, Stone, or I'll make you stop it!" you whisper angrily.

The mass of pure stank fills your nostrils and the beast speaks, "Whatcha gonna do about it, Micky Mouse? Loserfy me to death? You know that Ms. Gray never believes you."
This is true. Ms. Gray is always deaf to your complaints and worries. What should you do now?