Beetlejuice Doorway Novels & Stories

This time he took his time slower, giving himself time to sniff everything. Nothing jumped out at Joel as odd until he returned to the kitchen. There he saw a door he never noticed before. He stared at it and realized he had to concentrate to keep looking at it or his gaze would wander away from it. Joel walked up to the door and sniffed. A powerful scent of magic surrounded the door. Odd. Rose spelled the door so no one would notice it? This had to be it, Joel thought as looked up at it. Joel hopped up on his back legs and used his front paw to pull down the lever knob and open the door. It swung open, revealing a narrow, wooden staircase leading down into what looked like a pitch black bas

He asked, "Remember this? At Harrowell Library, you were reading by the window. The sun was shining on you, and I thought there wouldn't be anyone in the world as beautiful as you." I snapped the box shut. "The past is the past." "I can't let it go. I just can't," he said, all serious. Rain poured down in Hudson City that night. I figured he would leave, but then security called me way past midnight. "Ms. Douglas, Mr. Carter's still downstairs." I peeked out the window, and there he was—standing in the rain, stubborn as ever. "Let him in." I sighed. He was soaked through when he stood at my door, looking like a total mess.

Cobwebs could be seen on the side of the corridor as no one goes down there. It was as if she was going underground but then...who had lit the candles? She looked up again to see the same figure hurry out of the west hallway and dash out to the east wing of the hallway where a small door could be seen. Thinking hard about whether it was her imagination taking her nowhere or it was indeed true that she was seeing someone move like a wave of water...she walked to the door and turned the knob. The door opened and he gasped. Beatrice wondered if it were possible at all...cause the only thing that had happened was her opening the door of the east wing hallway only to land herself in a light fores

As gorgeous as the room was, no one was in it. “Where are they?” Jamira was as confused as I was. She turned to face me, then grabbed my hand. She pulled me along as she dragged me down the hall to another door. This door was the color of blood. As I looked at it, I could see the color move like water. It was like someone actually put blood on the door, and it was steadily flowing down. Nothing hit the floor, nor came from above the door. The door knob was a skull. “Are we going in there?” I asked, trying to pull my hand away. I didn’t want to go through that door. The idea of what could be behind it scared me… A lot scared me.

And I nodded, trying to convey the determination I felt inside. Together, we descended a staircase leading to the chilly basement. There, we were met by a tall door adorned with ancient carvings. My mother quickly solved a puzzle on the door before pushing a button, causing it to slowly open. As the door creaked open, revealing the chamber beyond, I saw a coffin constructed from clay and other materials, intricately decorated with carvings. My mother, Mr. Ferdinand, and Bruce took the lead, and I followed closely behind, taking in the details of the ominous space.

Theo took out most of the white sheets from places he wanted to take a closer look at and just like he had thought the room belonged to Jane because her pictures were all over the place. He didn't find anything interesting in the room as he left and went over to the next door and that happened to belong to Elijah. And just like the other room, there was nothing interesting in the room as well, it was only filled with Elijah’s toys, pictures and clothes.Everything was just in place as if they were coming back. Theo kept on checking the rooms until he stumbled on something that got his attention, an underground door right on the floor, with the same wooden design that anyone would hardly notic

She pointed to the left to show me where the door to the basement was. I was already walking but I paused for a second to thank her. I opened the big door and went downstairs to the basement. It was a little dark but I could still see some lights. I counted the door and when I was in front of the fifth one, I took a deep breath while holding the doorknob before slowly going in. "I told you to stop opening the door, Jace. It hurts my ears—Ivy?" "Z-Zion."

These words fueled Becky's mind, she found herself more determined to do this thing, and though she was controlled by her headache, Becky still tried her best to walk out of the room. Standing out of the door, Becky was more than confused about the easiest way to go behind the house, staring at her left, she saw the stairway Azariah had used to bring her to this room, and looking at her left side, Becky saw the light coming out from the end, and she went to look at it, she discovered that it was a door which was ajar, and sunlight radiated from it.

And just like that — the moment’s gone. My knees ache. My brain buzzes. I hate how calm I feel. Like for once, I’m not spinning in six directions at once. I hate that I like it. Lucien walks to the side wall and presses another button. A doorway appears — hidden behind a pane of mirrored glass. “Your room is down this hall. Third door.” I scramble to my feet, cheeks flushed, voice dry. “That’s it? I just… go?” He glances over his shoulder. “Unless you want to sleep on the floor.”