Door 4 (Anger)
As you enter the door shuts gently behind, there's distant and scrambled yelling in the air and an intense heavy feeling, you almost can't help but feel overwhelmed by the hatred.
"This is the worse room, I'm sure of it." Your friend whispers, glancing around carefully and nervously.
The ground is red and blood splattered, the walls torn and broken pictures thrown around the floor.
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