The Green Door

I have already briefly mentioned the green door next to our pantry. I was determined to simply ignore it, just like the others do. But something about it won't let me go. There is something emanating from it, something invisible, like a strange smell. Whenever I'm in the kitchen, I can't help but wonder where it leads. It almost feels like a living being, gazing at me expectantly from around the corner.

I'm torn. Should I give in to the urge and open the door? Something in me resists. But what can possibly happen? It's just a door, right?

What do you think? Open it or keep ignoring?