3 Doors

We are your Gods. Now do as we say. Or... do whatever you want. We really actually gave you free will so really we can only make little whispers in your head. It's your call in the end.

Ha, nice try but if you were gods then you’d just be watching, not guiding. Especially not with me!

We're called Porters, a species of spirit that aim to guide or mislead. I'm not yet sure you're powerful enough to perceive us as individuals, so just refer to us as such.

Oh right. But I did perceive you as individuals? Eh, whatever.
Let’s go despacito.

You walk through the despacito door. The inside is very dark, but you can tell that it’s made out of the strange goop that was on the floor of the room you left.

Something lands on your head. The goop appears to be more of a semi-solid now. Strange.