Beetlejuice Doorway Novels & Stories

Indeed, I already fell into the deep dark well. Everything is white around us. His feet slow as we reach in front of ten feet white wooden doors. The door is festooned with golden metal. I begin to gaze at the details but the door opens. Luce guides me inside. Taking a deep breath, I step in. I wince when I witness a young couple draped in white, catching my gaze. Astonished, I glanced up at Luce. His lips curl up in a big grin. "Mom! Dad!" He says, happily.

The heavy lead door did not just break. It turned into a cloud of red dust. Hecate walked through the dust as if she were walking through a beautiful garden. June locked eyes with the woman’s purple gaze. Leo curled up on the floor, his whole body shaking, every muscle clenched in pain.

Plaster dust drifted through the air like snow, and the glass from the front foyer chandelier lay shattered across the marble floor, crunching loudly under our boots. Serenia kept her eyes glued to the back of my shoes, focusing entirely on walking. She didn't look at the bullet holes in the walls or the blood splatters near the entryway. We made our way down the narrow service staircase toward the basement, the air growing cooler and heavier with every step. At the bottom of the stairs stood a heavy, reinforced steel door. Julian was already there, holding a trembling Leo while typing a long biometric code into the digital keypad. With a loud, hydraulic hiss, the heavy door swung open, reve

George moved forward, hoisting open the metal door and motioning for Zoe to move forward. When she hesitated, he let out a gruff exhale, snatching up her wrist once more and pushing her through. On the other side of the door stood a long, white hallway, fluorescent lights flickering down the length. Doors lined both sides and George walked past them with familiarity. Three-quarters of the way down, he stopped, turning to a door innocuously marked ‘office’. He knocked twice and waited for the door to open before tugging Zoe through.

Leaning to the side to see around Rhye’s bulk when he opened the door at the bottom of the stairs, Livia caught sight of a dark, underground hallway, at the end of which was a massive, steel door. Livia slowed to a stop. "Umm, guys? Someone tell me you’re not leading me into some kind of dungeon, because that looks a hell of a lot like the door of a torture chamber." "Oh. "Uhhh," Joseph stumbled. Whipping around to face him, she gave him wide eyes. She caught the look Rhye gave Leon and the elbow he threw into her Cookie Monster’s ribs. "Ouch! What was that for?" Joseph yelped, rubbing the spot with a look akin to a wounded puppy, the scar cutting through his eye creasing with his tented bro

Phoebe emphasized. “You’re always welcome dear. I’m Rose, Rose Shelton.” Phoebe smiled. “Please can you show me the way to the bathroom? I’m so pressed.” The woman stretched her hands forward. “Just the first door by your right.” She nodded and walked into the dark passage with eyes focused on everything, she heard the meowing of the annoying cat and mimicked its sounds. “Meow! Meow!” The passage seemed not to end and she began to wonder if this was really a mini apartment. The door by the right. “Yes this is it!” Phoebe walked to the door and walked into the bathroom and in a few minutes time, she was out.

Why isn't anyone opening this particular door, The rope azier had used to tie her, she had loose it free her only problem was getting out of here without anyone notice 20mins everywhere was dead silence Who is there Jayne shouted wondering where they all went to It was as if she was the only one around, as he could hear her echo She run back and forward hitting the door An idea pop on her mind, she climb up, the ceiling was stinking it was full of blood, bones and dirt. She saw a reflection of light forward Pieping down she saw a small long passage She jump down wondering where on Earth she was She could hear laughter and grumbling, it was coming from the other side of the room She tiptoe th

Kaycee and Thelma both left the kitchen and went straight to the double doors down the hallway. Kaycee became a gentle man and allowed Thelma in before following from behind, inside this passage were four rooms, each holding different backstage dress up and makeup facilities. Thelma took notice about the positions, colour and decorations of each door. There were two doors at the left wall, one painted in wine with mystical designs surrounding the words ‘costume written on it and the other a green door only having an Algerian writing ‘shoes and accessories’ written boldly on it. And there, at the right wall there was a dim yellow door but she could not see the words written on it because Kayc

Surely I'm stronger than them? With that in mind, he reached for his blanket and wrapped it around himself before slowly opening the door. He looks left and right, and when he is certain that no one is there, he walks over to the room next to him and hurriedly knocks on the door. Blaine… He flinched when he heard his name but he still continued to knock on the door. Shit, open it you bastard. You finally come out Blaine… Blaine was about to cry when the door suddenly opened. He looks up and saw Almothean looking at him curiously

Elena's phone buzzed, and she answered instantly, hope surging before she'd even seen the caller ID. "Elena, it's Beatrice. Still no sign of her here, but I wanted to update you — we found the door to the stairwell propped slightly open at the end of the hallway, near the reading corner. It's not typically left that way, but a maintenance worker mentioned he'd been in and out earlier this morning doing some minor repairs." Elena felt her knees nearly buckle, the pieces assembling themselves into a picture too terrifying to fully absorb. A propped door. A curious, confident six-year-old who'd spent weeks quietly mastering every corner of an unfamiliar floor.