Well, I’m back. Either the OP doesn’t know what’s over there or isn’t telling. That’s fine. I can respect that.
If you want to know that’s on the other side of the door, PM me and I’ll tell you, on the condition that you don’t divulge it in this thread.
Who cares whats on the other side of the door, its a door, it just appeared, as for having what appears to be a countdown, your loss buddy, my life will continue just as it did before, you’re the one that wanted to see how I’d behave.
You don’t think I’ll act on your prompting do you ? I will make decisions about what I do wherever I can, and being railroaded isn’t my idea of control.
I’d toss something through. If it didn’t explode or catch on fire, I’d stick my head through. If I could still breathe and it didn’t seem dangerous, I’d go through.
Or at least that’s what I’d like to think.
Hey, anytime I can do something concrete to advance science like that, I’m there.
But what if it’s Room 101?
I walk through with out hesitation.
Nope - not going through.
Too many unknowns. I have to assume it’s going to transport me someplace - after all, the mist has to be someplace else if the street on the other side of the door-frame is gone.
I have too many people dependent on me on this side of the door to risk a trip to a mysterious “someplace else”. I have to admit great curiosity, maybe my answer would be different if I were single & childless.
Wow. A door materializes, more or less throwing physics out the window? It’s red, like the devil?
Damn it’s tempting. I think I might pass though. Red doors can never lead to anything good.
But if it were Green, that would be a different story, hmm?
Well, if magical things are starting to happen, color might make a difference.
I agree. When doors of whatever colour start materialising from nowhere, you are playing a totally different ballgame.
Only one way to find out, really.
Not at all. I’m a very cautious guy - no thrill-seeker at all. But knowing what I (think I) know about physics and reality, if something materialized in front of me like this, I’d HAVE to take it. Simply no other option.
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I also would assume that that door will disappear at the end of the countdown. Either that or explode. The thing is, the door is not on my To Do list. And I strongly suspect that, should I enter, there would be no way, once I got to the other side, to cross anything off of my To Do list, possibly for a significant period of time. I’m not sure that I could adjust to that.
Yes, I know that I might be able to make a new list. The point is that the old list would be sitting back on my desk and it would be sitting there without anything being crossed off. I’m not sure that I could adjust to that.
So I can’t possibly go through the door. I probably should step away in case it explodes. If it was possible, I’d take a picture of it.
(No, I don’t carry my To Do list with me. That would be excessive.)
What if it’s red like good luck in China?
I’m not Chinese. Guess I’d be out of luck. When it comes to magic, I’m going with what I know.
Sweet. I’ve never been to Narnia before. Count me in.
I’d be curious, but no way. Fish are curious about lures, too.
For all those looking for an “Option #3”, let me tell you that the game is rigged. No testing will tell you anything. Sticking your hand in to feel around will get you nothing. If you stick your head in only, you get to see grey mist. If you throw a rock(or anything else) in, you will not hear the result. The OP states that you may either step through or not.
I’m so going through that door.
I don’t have any kids, and my folks would always have my sister to pester. I currently have no job, and the vast majority of my phone calls and mail are from various places demanding money from me (conversely, the majority of my emails are from unknown people with Eastern European sounding names who seem terribly concerned that I am satisfied with the size/functionality of my dude parts… but that’s a conversation for another day). I have no girlfriend or dating prospects at the moment, and I am slowly but surely losing my ongoing battle with the cockroaches for control of my apartment.
Don’t get me wrong - my point is not to complain, and I’m probably far more content with my current existence than the above would seem to indicate. All I’m saying is, at the moment, I don’t have too many compelling reasons not to go through the door.
The main thing I would miss is my guitar. However, it seems extremely likely that I was carrying it when I encountered the Red Door of Grey Mistery, so I assume that I can take it along on this lil’ adventure.
Now, quick question - does the door have any locks on it? If so, are they on my side or the grey mist side? I’m still gonna go through the door either way, but it’s worth taking a second to see if I can determine whether it was designed to keep something out, or to keep something in. I lived in an old apartment a few years back, and one of the bedrooms had a door with a sliding bolt lock, except it was on the outside. That thing creeped me out the entire time I lived there.
As an aside, I’d probably be more reassured if the doormat that materialized with the door was one of the gag ones that say “Go Away” or “Piss Off” or something to that effect. That way, at least I’d know that whoever conjured this whole thing up has a sense of humor. Not that those joke doormats are all that funny, but hey, at least he/she/it is trying.
Anyway, as stated, I’d go through the door in the end. But probably not until the counter got right down to 1. For those 30 seconds, I imagine I’d try various things first. Blowing real hard at the mist to see if any of it moves away. Sticking my head through the doorway. Standing directly in the middle of the door way, with one leg in mist-land and the other in my apartment (or wherever I was before the door arrived). Shouting into the doorway to see if there’s an echo. Glaring menacingly through the mist in case the potential creature on the other side is so unfamiliar with humans that they might actually be intimidated by someone who looks as goofy as I do. And during each of these activities, I would in all likelihood be talking to myself. Loudly.
I know, I know, Czarcasm already said that none of these tactics would help at all. Fair enough, I can accept that. I’m just letting you know what my pre-entry procedure would be.
So, now that I’ve rambled… the timer gets to one, and I rush through the door, with my guitar in my hand and the rabid cries of bloodthirsty bill collectors slowly fading behind me. What happens next?