The next assignment was a visual representation. We had to draw what we saw in our minds when our professor told everyone the same story. In my head, I saw myself entering the door with my name on it, but inside the door was a really dark room. Inside were many discarded and destroyed dolls and puppets everywhere. Some were tangled in strings and hanging from the ceiling while others were shattered and scattered on the floor. Creepy, I know...
Everyone would see something different through the door. Nobody knows what lies behind "The Door."
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