First was into what seemed modern day Chicago. I had an incredible hotdog, and came back with books from a library. Still haven't provided them to Natasha-What's her face.
Next was once each day for five days.
Second, Door opened to a flood landscape, and water rushed through and soaked me. Third, Door opened to an open stretch of land, green grass, green trees, giant beetles. Fourth, Door opened to what I imagine was a middle eastern country. Two men. Automatic weapons on camels. They were unhappy with me. I killed them. We had a disagreement and I left. Fifth, I opened to a room to a crime scene. Five men around one dead body. Looked like an execution if I ever saw one. We just stared at each other. I casually left, deciding I didn't want to deal with that. Sixth, I went through with Kitty, and we were in what seemed to be a perfectly normal fifties America. It wasn't. They people were insane. They ended up trying to kill us, and had red eyes and evil and I got knifed. It was a grand time. Bring the wife and kids. Perfect vacation spot.