Hall of Infinite Doors

With guarded thoughts ,as usual, you struggle to open the immense door;only to find it gives very little,maybe enough to squeeze through but you are apprehensive.The odorous mists creeping from inside smells of some thing alien to your senses..something you want to akin to Death."Do I risk it" you ask yourself ;would be a shame to be found stuck in a door way in this vast place by God knows who with what intentions. "Why a lead door?" you wisper to yourself out loud,"its not very practical in any sense I can think of..." You try to peer inside only to find sullen darkness.