Hall of Infinite Doors
"You hear me, boy?! When I was your age, it wasn't so easy for me as it is for you......," the old nut began and started to go on about suddenly about how hard it was to live and how when he had gotten caught doing something, the consequences would be terrible.....
And as he started to ramble off and a sort of far away look came to his eyes, you were sneakily backing off, a step at a time. Well, let's say you were exactly the stealthiest ninja, but you managed to get to the woods that encased the crumbly, sodden, little house. You eyed the old nut, making sure he hadn't noticed you yet, and you made a run for it.
A surprised cry reached your ears as you started to sprint towards your destination, and you could hear the sounds of heavy steps and breaths that started to make chase. You, fueled by a spurt of Adrenalin as you heard of ominous sounds of a chainsaw (where the heck would an old nut get a chainsaw?! This is so not Resident Evil!), ran at breakneck speed to your destination and yanked open the door before quickly slamming it. You looked around for something to bar it with. You found a weird stick, and before you could see what it was,a loud banging on the door told you that this was NOT the right time do be doing this. So you quickly shoved it into the door so that it would hold.
The banging increased ten fold, but the door held nicely. Sighing with relief, you did a once-over of the room you were currently standing in. It was a rather empty place, except for a rocking chair that looked it had been burnt in a wild fire that rocked gently in the corner. The room was altogether dust bunnies and spider webs, with a few scraps of furniture and fabric strewn all over the damp floor. Two doors were across from you, one on the right and the left.
Sooooo, what now?
And as he started to ramble off and a sort of far away look came to his eyes, you were sneakily backing off, a step at a time. Well, let's say you were exactly the stealthiest ninja, but you managed to get to the woods that encased the crumbly, sodden, little house. You eyed the old nut, making sure he hadn't noticed you yet, and you made a run for it.
A surprised cry reached your ears as you started to sprint towards your destination, and you could hear the sounds of heavy steps and breaths that started to make chase. You, fueled by a spurt of Adrenalin as you heard of ominous sounds of a chainsaw (where the heck would an old nut get a chainsaw?! This is so not Resident Evil!), ran at breakneck speed to your destination and yanked open the door before quickly slamming it. You looked around for something to bar it with. You found a weird stick, and before you could see what it was,a loud banging on the door told you that this was NOT the right time do be doing this. So you quickly shoved it into the door so that it would hold.
The banging increased ten fold, but the door held nicely. Sighing with relief, you did a once-over of the room you were currently standing in. It was a rather empty place, except for a rocking chair that looked it had been burnt in a wild fire that rocked gently in the corner. The room was altogether dust bunnies and spider webs, with a few scraps of furniture and fabric strewn all over the damp floor. Two doors were across from you, one on the right and the left.
Sooooo, what now?