The Seven Levels

The Mansion and its rooms.

You're sitting in a chair, you can hear music being played off in the distance. It sounds like carmen habanera, you hadn't heard it often before but you know it. You open your eyes, you're sitting in a large vacant room which has four doorways. Standing up and blinking a couple of times the room changes, the doors are still the same but this time the room has mirrors. You walk up to the closest mirror and see that you are wearing a poets shirt and black pants , your face is blurred. You run-up to the next mirror and see your face is still blurred, frightened you rush out of the room into another. This one has a large window with long lavender drapes, you peer outside the window and see it's night-time.

Noticing a single chair across the room from the biggest window you see something draped on the back of it, walking over slowly toward it you see that its a black button-up shirt with a black tie laid over it. You grabbed them and decide to hold onto them, the music keeps getting further. Turning back toward the window you walk up to it and touch it, there is no moon and only a forest outside which seems to go on forever. Weird, you can't feel any warmth or coldness from the window. You thought it would be cold, shrugging you turn and walk toward the door to the right of the window.

You are just mad that the music keeps sounding like it is far away, this time there's a door where the chair was in the last room. You walk toward it and peer in, there is just an endless row of doors in front of you. You get a sinking feeling and sigh walking through this door, you walk through and noticing another sound that's faint. It... sounds like growling? You walk lightly more inside the room and you strain to hear it again, this time you hear it more clearly. It sounds like it's coming from one of the doors ahead of you, whatever it is you don't want to see it fearing it may be a large beast. You turn right immediately and go into a different more modern looking room, the ceiling in this room is like a dome and is reflective. There are three couches, three coffee tables, three large rugs, and a beige piano. There are huge paintings on the walls that almost touch the floor, they are paintings of people but the faces are smeared and distorted. You touch on that's behind the piano, it is smooth and cool.

"Weird, I can feel this but not the window..." You say as you turn around again and go to one of the couches farthest away from this painting.