Hall of Infinite Doors
You enter a room completely painted black. You see a man suspended from a high cieling with chains around his wrists. Suddenly, the walls start talking.
"Ready? OKAY! 1 and 2 and 1 and 2 and 1 and 2!! Yes, yes, you CAN do it" in a nasally voice.
The walls, are actually giant television screens, not painted black as you previously thought.
To accompany the sound, an old exercise video of Richard Simmons begins to play. The man suspended from the cieling shrieks in terrible agony as if he were being tortured.
"Nooooooo! Someone help! Please help! I can't take another moment, I'll go insane!"
The man shook and shook, but no matter where he looked, he was looking right at Richard Simmons and those hideous shorts.
You see the remote hanging from a chain in front of the man. It was too bad his hands were tied up, he could change the channel. However, you could probably reach the remote if you wanted...
"Ready? OKAY! 1 and 2 and 1 and 2 and 1 and 2!! Yes, yes, you CAN do it" in a nasally voice.
The walls, are actually giant television screens, not painted black as you previously thought.
To accompany the sound, an old exercise video of Richard Simmons begins to play. The man suspended from the cieling shrieks in terrible agony as if he were being tortured.
"Nooooooo! Someone help! Please help! I can't take another moment, I'll go insane!"
The man shook and shook, but no matter where he looked, he was looking right at Richard Simmons and those hideous shorts.
You see the remote hanging from a chain in front of the man. It was too bad his hands were tied up, he could change the channel. However, you could probably reach the remote if you wanted...