After enduring another round of pain by body slamming the door, you force yourself to get up and try to brush it off.

You now realize that it's pitch black. 'What made it so dark?' You ask in your head.

You looked around and found that the door is shut.

You put your hands on the door trying to find the doorknob again. Your left hand was able to find the knob and you try turning it. Doesn't seem to budge. You tried to open it with more force to see if it will budge. Nothing happened.

You decided it was a waste of time trying to open the door that led into a dead end, so you had no other choice but go down the dimly lit hallway.

Heading downstairs and turning right, you notice a tape-recorder, you are very uncertain weather or not to play it:

Choice 1: Play it, I mean come on how much worse can it get?

Choice 2: Leave it, it's not worth my time and I am NOT going to endure any other suffering just because of it!