The pretty door

Your decision is obvious as you dash for the gorgeous door that appears to be leading to stairs out of this hell.

As you begin to adjust to the brightness ahead, you realise it's not sunlight that's hitting your eyes.

"A hospital?!" You exclaim, "How can that be?!"

Moments prior, your death was met in a decrepit basement, and here you are in a hospital where the lights have actually been set to burn you.

Ahead, there's a doctor running toward you with a gas mask, cackling manically.