Forget the stupid doors.
There are three doors, each with a number on it. There is also a very
dusty old mirror. Your neck hurts so you wipe some of the dust off the
mirror and look in it. There is no reflection. You look at the mirror
confused. But you realize it must be a window to another room in the
house, not a mirror. The other room looks strangly like the one you're
in now. Something seems to be nagging in the back of your mind but you
can't quite figure out what.
