The Mysterious Door: A Journey Into the Unknown
Jason had lived in apartment 4B for nearly five years, knowing every inch of the dimly lit, slightly run-down hallway. Or so he thought. But one evening, as he returned home from work, something felt off. At the end of the corridor stood a mysterious door—old, wooden, with a tarnished brass handle. This part of the hallway had always ended in a blank wall, yet there it was.
The Unseen Door: Curiosity Awakens
Curiosity gnawed at Jason. He knocked, but no answer came. Pressing his ear to the wood, he could feel a faint hum vibrating from the other side, like static. “Strange,” he muttered to himself.
The next morning, Jason asked the landlord, Mr. Calloway, about the door. The old man chuckled, shaking his head.
“Son, there ain’t no door at the end of the hall.”
Jason blinked. “What? But—”
“I’ve been managing this building for twenty years. You’re mistaken.”
The Door Opens: A Parallel World Unfolds
That night, Jason couldn’t resist. He checked again, and to his disbelief, the mysterious door was still there. It seemed closer now. With a deep breath, Jason reached for the handle and turned it.
The door opened.
Inside was a room identical to his own apartment. The same furniture, the same coffee mug left on the counter, the same unmade bed. But one detail stopped him cold.
Seated at the dining table, staring at him with wide, terrified eyes, was his doppelgänger.
A Doppelgänger’s Warning: The Door’s Secret
Jason stumbled back, his heart racing. His doppelgänger mirrored his every move, even speaking in a whisper-like echo:
“Close. The. Door.”
Fear surged through Jason. He grasped the door handle, but before he could escape, a powerful force yanked him inside. The door slammed shut behind him.
The Final Twist: No Escape
His doppelgänger, now outside, exhaled in relief and walked away. Jason pounded on the door, screaming, but no one heard. The hum grew louder, warping his vision. Reality began to flicker like static on an old television.
The next morning, Jason—now standing outside—went to work as if nothing had happened, ignoring the faint knocks echoing from the mysterious door at the end of the hall. For him, it no longer existed.
