Hall of Infinite Doors

"A wise guy eh? We have a special way of dealing with wise guys such as yourself." He stamps his foot several times and then emits a high pitch shriek. A fissure opens up in the ground and flames erupt out of it. You then see a rotting putrid hand reaching out from the hell fire. As the creature pulls itself out, your worst fears are realized. A zombie clone of Lionel Richy has come to take your soul. What will you do?