The front door to the row house was blue. It was the only blue door on the row, so Mark knew he was in the right place. He rang the bell and waited. The door opened, but no one was there.
“Hello?” he asked as he stepped in and looked around.
A large framed poster hung on the wall next to a row of empty coat hooks. The poster wasn’t art, it was a list. Instructions.
Following what he read, Mark took off his coat and hung it up. He then climbed the stairs. There were three doors, all numbered. The framed instructions told him to knock twice loudly and then enter room number three.
In the center of the room was an examination table, and on the table was another page of printed instructions. He leaned against the padded examination table as he read. With a shrug he followed the next set
