Porch Whispers

>I suddenly have an extra door in my apartment that cannot be closed. >Inside the door is an infinitely extending corridor, filled with countless identical doors. >Neighbors disappeared one after another, leaving behind notes with strange rules: >"Don't look directly into the darkness inside the door." >"When closing the door, make sure there is no breathing sound inside the door." >"Never enter the hallway for more than three minutes." >I lived by these rules for seven days, until I saw myself standing outside the door through the peephole. >He smiled and whispered in my voice: >"Open the door, I know you can hear me." >"Want to know why the door won't close?" >"Because you never really want to turn it off."