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[scapheap]

Being racist. Crashing my car. lieing in A&E. Blank from there.

[NRDL]

Drinking the memories *shudder* away.  Drank yourself into a stupor, muttering about the war, your old buddies, etc. 

[Morrigi]

What is this, I don't even.

[Helgoland]

Slowly the memories start to come back. An old comrade from the war had visited you, and the two of you had gone out drinking.

Both of you aren't doing so well; your business never really picked up, and the memories plagued you every waking hour. His wife divorced him while he was away, and now he only rarely sees his children.
But he had had an idea, and asked for your help - something that would get you two out of this slump. You don't remember what though, and he doesn't appear to be around. But before you search for him, you really need to get some clothes.

There's two doors, one to the left, one to the right. There also appears to be a hatch in the ceiling that you just might be able to reach.
What do you do?

[NRDL]

Hatch.