You choose the third door.
Struggling for freedom you twist you head upwards and find your eyes
locking with the glowing eyes of the dark figure.
A crackling voices rips through your head;
'Now you are mine FOREVER!'
As you touch the door handle, it bubbles and writhes. You see it
changing but you can't pull your hand away. It curls and creeps into a
dark gloved hand. Your wrist is trapped in its dark embrace.
