Welcome to my dorm.

It's not actually there; but we've all created our spiritual dorm to live in and lock ourselves away in when we get upset.

Mind is unique, like everyones, but it's special too.

The walls and ceiling are all black; the windows are painted black so no sun can reach in. Red blood stains line the door frame as if a horrible accident took place.
My bed is up very high, it's also black with grey pillows and has drawers underneath it. Inside, I store my notes, my research, my books, my spells and enchantments. Everything to do with witchcraft is in one side, in the other is my random ideas and drawn blanks.

Over my bed is a red veil that drops over each corner, allowing me to close it if I want absolute solitude. Theres a light hanging over the middle of my bed so I have reading/writing/drawing light, allowing me to work peacefully.

I have a lot of mirrors in my room, they're all covered with red sheets so nothing can come through without my permission. There's a sacrificial circle in the middle of my floor for my incantations and other rituals. My table is next to it, up against a wall. It's a little oakwood table that's clearly been used over the years - it's filled with candles and incense and everything you'd expect.

The door to my room has exactly 13 locks, I usually only ever use one unless I feel threatened or in danger. 13 is my magic number.

On my walls, there's notes and journal entries pasted all over. They tell my story; my life, they're a reminder of what I have and haven't done.

I've welcomed you to visit my tiny dorm room, but now I must ask you to leave, and never come back. If you come back, you'll find out what's in my closet...

Someone forgot to leave. There's always someone who doesn't listen; they got to see what was in the closet. Might as well show you inside...

-Opening the closet door, a wide, very antique-like double door.-

This is my closet. Want to come in?
*the closet is a long, dark corridor with many other doors inside; some labeled, some not. There's a bathroom, a study, many essentials, but there's far more unlabeled rooms in comparison.

What do you find behind the first unnamed door?