At work... a closed janitors room is teasing me, has been for a while now. Iv always been curious whats actually inside it.. just cleaning stuff?.. or maybe
.. more?
Nonchalantly walk up to it as if i was just looking for a place to lean again.. and casually pretend im leaning on to the handle with my elbow, as i put my weight into it i dont actually expect anything for surely its locked but at least my handprints wont be on it.

It actually opens. It makes a creaking sound, it is only slightly ajar and quite dark, but not so dark i cant make out a few cardboard pieces of trash and something else..i cant remember what... something that for all i know may be a cognito hazard.. Something that may be unknowable.
I close the door in fear, i felt as if i had done something very wrong. Very wrong indeed...