Plunge Into MadnessMature

Where am I? Where exactly? Is this even real? Or is it just a figment of my imagination? 

Stop questioning yourself. You sound like a damn fool. Of course this is just a dream. What else could it be? 

I'm wandering in my own madness. Nothing but muscle and bone beneath fake skin. I laugh at the idea as though I were insane. The doors here open only one way, and that's inward. That's a detail I know I need to pay attention to. There are several doors here. Ones that lead to the past, ones that show the future, and ones that show the result of my illusions. I have no clue which one to open first, because I don't know which door is which. Any one of these doors can transport me anywhere it wants to. It would be a great risk to take. I could end up in the past. I could end up in the future. Or worse:

I could end up caught within a web of my own madness. 

I head to the door to my right. Yes. That's one great looking door. I place my hand on the knob and notice that it's very cool to the touch. Huh. Strange. I turn it, then hesitate. Should I open the door? Do I want to know what lies beyond it? What if it dark? What if it's my madness? Oh God, so many damned questions are swimming through my head! I don't know! Part of me wants to let go of the knob and choose a different door, the other part wants me to open and press onward! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!

Calm down. You are overreacting. Nothing as terrible as madness could possibly lie beyond this door.

Are you kidding? Anything could be behind it. Darkness, light. Who knows? Nobody knows, until you open the damn thing.

With a slight hesitation, I slowly push the door open. A great rush of wind escapes, blowing my hair back and causing me to guard my face with my arm. I walk in, closing the door behind me. It's beautiful. 

I was staring into the very blackness of my soul.

I've become one with my madness.

The End.