Behind the Blue Door

“Isn’t the boss supposed to catch a flight in two hours?”

“I’m sure he’s just running a little late”you reply. “Maybe we should give him a hand.”

Just then, your boss, Dr. Vindaloo, comes down the steps with a suitcase in each hand. His hulking assistant fallows him with bags in his hands.

“You boys are doing a marvelous job, I glad I have housekeepers I can trust to keep the house organized while I’m on holiday.”

“No problem sir,” you reply. “You two have everything you need?”

“Yes I do believe we can head off. I left a list of instructions in the kitchen. There’s not too much you have to remember. When you clean the basement out, whatever you do, do not open the blue door. You understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“And you Michael?”

“Yes sir.”

“ I mean it, nobody opens the blue door. If I find out that the blue door’s been opened, not only will you be fired, but Isaac here will use your skulls as footballs.”

Isaac glares at you viciously, chilling you to the bone. The doctor and his assistant quickly depart, leaving only you and your friend Mikey. You’ve known Mikey since you were 14. He was an underachieving senior who was dating a friend of a friend’s sister. Then he graduated (barely) and got dumped by the girl, but still hung out in your circle. After you finally graduated and your friends escaped this shithole, Mikey was the only one left. He has few interests besides computer games, , and his stillborn music career. But he did get you this job in the country cleaning for a retired scientist/inventor. You’ve heard rumors about this Dr. Vindaloo being “mad”, but he seems to be a regular, if eccentric old man. Even if he does eerily resemble Professor Farnsworth from Futurama.

“What do you think is behind the blue door?”

“I don’t know, nor do I care to find out.”

“Well he’s made me curious. Maybe it’s his newest invention.”

You scratch your head. “Listen Mikey, you gotta promise me you’ll never open the door. You’ll get in trouble, and even worse, you’ll get me in trouble.”

“Fine, I won’t open the door. I gotta go take a dump anyway.”

“Well I’m going into the kitchen to make a sandwich, assuming I can get that image out of my brain.”

The two of you split up. You make your toasted BLT while reading the doctor’s instructions. You realize that quite a bit of time has gone by. You go to check up on your friend only to find that he’s not there and judging by the smell, never was. You realize what happened and rush down to the basement to find the blue door wide open and Mikey missing.

“Mikey to stupid goddamn motherfucker!” you yell. “ What the fuck did I just say?”

You realize he can’t hear you so you think about what you should do.