You calmly turn around and reach for the door...
The door won't open.
You start to think perhaps there is something odd about the fact that the man is simply a pair of dissembodied eyes floating in the air. This should cause some distress, however it does not - perhaps you're on crack. You forget. That's probably also because you are on crack.
"That sticks i'm afraid, pull the handle up as you pull it to you."
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