The door shows you what you need to see. Either your most memorable dream or your most compelling nightmare. The door is a mirror that shows you yourself or it could be a window that legs you watch your future before it happens.
Maybe it shows you what you desire most in the world; money, love, happiness. But the door shows you the worst of yourself; greed, temptation, failure.
As I open the door I feel a cold yet relaxing chill hit my face. I gaze into a black hole of wonderment. A figure starts to appear in the darkness and my heart drops. It's my grandparents who passes away. I run into the darkness hoping to grasp the ones I love, but I look up and it's a mysterious man. He doesn't have a face. It was blurred, like should have had glasses, but I never needed them before. I try to get out of his hold but I couldn't. Who are you? He replied with " Judgement " and that's when I woke up in my bed. I can not run from judgement, not even in a dream.
