A walk in the mind of Stephon Utonburg

He knew exactly what he was supposed to do, but that in no way meant that it was the wisest thing to do. It was just a simple door, leading to a simple room, nothing particularly interesting about it, but Stephon knew better, he knew that if he where to open this door, there would most likely be some indescribably horrendous creature waiting for him, ready to rip him limb from limb. So he turned and left.