Reflections+of+Yourself

Your eyes open suddenly, and you see yourself looking back. You're surrounded by mirrors in a small room, trapped within walls of yourself. Everything appears hazy, like a film of cotton has been thrown over your eyes. It's frightening and your ears pick up the sound of soft but distinct voices.

"Beeeeep, Beeeeeep, Beeeeeep"

Someone is in the room with you. You whip around, eyes searching for the source of the noise. You trace the voices back to the two distinct doors at the far side of the room. They are made of clear glass: plain, empty, and noisy. Something is hiding behind them, and you want to know. You want to get out. You stalk over to the door trembling with fear. The voices are getting louder and there is a cold bite to the air. You shiver.

"Beeeep, Beeeep, Beeeeep"

The voices trail off when you reach the doors. They stop. Where do they go?

You frown.

You desire to find the noise. You want to find the voices again. But which door shall you choose?