EPL VI

And that's when
He finally noticed it
A bright red door
With his old girlfriends name
Inscribed into it
She had disappeared that one night
And never returned
It was a strange occurrence
One he shut out until today
Smoke billowed out from the corners
And an odd liquid poured out
From underneath
Obscure text riddled the front
Producing mysteries from thin air
And Barry was certain he heard
The faint chime
Of a music box
He had once given her
But then Barry realized
That he hated mysteries
And plot twists
And decided to use the nondescript door
Off to the right
Because really all he wanted
Was to fill out the paperwork
For a new trash bin