Open The Doors 2At the top, the house was pretty much the same, but it was warmer. Heat rises, I've been told. Right in front of me, there stood a bedroom. There was still a bed in it. I guess when the people that last lived here had moved out, they hadn't taken at least this one bed. I walked inside. The bed was bare, just a mattress on a frame. One look around told me that this room was decorated in the same basic style as the rest of the house that I had seen so far. I left, walked down the hall to the next room, a bathroom. The plumbing didn't work, as a look inside the toilet told me; it was dry. I turned the knob of the sink faucet; also d