Hall of Infinite Doors

It's one thing to mess with someone else's car. It's another thing to mess with YOUR truck.

You slog your way through the mud to your truck and open the door. The cabin lights seem a little dimmer than usual, but everything else is ok. It feels good to sit in your truck.

You look around to make sure all is ok. There is a note in the back seat on pink paper. The rest is clean. Other than the cabin lights, everything seems fine.

You hope you're not taking too long in the restroom.