Imagine, if you will, that you are in your room imagining that you are imagining that you are in your room, but actually, you are not in your room, but instead in a place that looks so much like your room that you cannot tell the difference, except for the fact that you are naked and it smells vaguely of... The Scary Door.

You are about to enter a place of ridiculous evil, a place of unbridled villainy, where those who seek good and harmony are tickled until they stop enjoying it and ask you to stop. But you don't stop. You just keep on tickling them forever, because you have entered... The Scary Door.