<You pass by a litany of doorways.
No matter how far you walk, or even how much it curls, your feet always remain on the ground, even while your jewlery or any clothing on you drifts in the direction of the “true gravity” as if your feet and the rest of your body obey different laws.
You observe a litany of doors but only four are within your line of sight.
*Oak door
*Closet door
*Keep walking









