It’s that time again. The Baroness is awaiting your answer. A knock at the door down the hallway sends waves through the carpet, forcing you to jump or slip. An aquamarine green light radiates through the gap in the door’s edges, a women-led choir echoing, bouncing off the walls like a pinball off bumpers. You find yourself allured to the handle like a sailor to a siren. Does the fear take hold and carry you to safety? Or does curiosity win this flip of the coin and lead to better things? Every door has two sides, but you always walk through one way.