Beetlejuice Doorway Novels & Stories

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The labels over the doors here were smaller and more cramped, as if the system didn’t consider these paths as “premium content.” JAX / JAX MARTIN – EARLY RELEASE. JAX – BETRAYAL EXIT. JAX – HEROIC DEATH. JAX – COLLATERAL. He stared up at the one that had his handle in caps. JAX – BETRAYAL EXIT. The glow around the frame was subtler than the Core Fusion door’s, but it was there—a faint, steady pulse, like a heartbeat under a shirt. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Of course that’s the one you want me to open, you voyeuristic piece of junk.”

The little rain stops pouring yet the cloud is still darkening the blue sky. He entered in the large automatic gate. Directly at the back of the house, where there is a door towards the basement. The basement is quite clean, and could be a room for someone. As he entered, he turned on the switch, revealing a much more access to the whole basement—full of clean yet old stuffs. "Hey, bro! I'm here!" Jeffrey shouted. He walks towards a room. Revealing Jackson with a chain on his neck. The room is wide, cockroaches will never enter here.

Squatting down, he shifted a small rug covering the floor, and surprisingly, there was something more like an opening that was closed with a wooden door that is coated in the same color as the floor. One couldn't even notice that there was a door here if you haven't seen it or told about it. I watched him forcefully drag the wooden door open, revealing some stairs that lead to the lower path of the dark dusty room. "Gosh!" I coughed as we dismissively waved off the dusty air that comes out from it. Standing up, Jerome urged us to walk in fast. I gave Jade a quick glance before entering, rambling through the stairs down to God knows where. I could hear footsteps behind me and I knew that Jade

“Maybe we should think of another way in, “April G said as she caught Bonnie from falling backward. “Whatever this door is, our magic is being absorbed by it, “Liz said. “There’s got to be another way to get past it. She looked across the door and noticed that there was a hole in the middle of it. “Hey, look for that crystal ball that the Dean had earlier. Her sisters nodding at her request before they scoured through the dean’s belongings to find the crystal ball that Liz had described. “Hey, I found it, “April G said as she pulled out a crystal ball from one of the dean’s cabins. Liz pulled it from her sister’s hand telepathically and place it inside the door. As a result, the crystal ball

This year they had added a zombie theme. "I'll choose next," Ed whispered as we enter the big, old main door. "And you're right, Sel, I'll choose carousel or probably Ferris Wheel," I laughed and pushed him inside the lobby. I caught him holding Jane's hands, and as promised she did not let go. Their fingers interlaced as they walk the dark and dusty lobby. I smiled shaking my head. There were three doors to choose from, but before the three of us could talk about which door to open, zombies started appearing out of nowhere giving us all a fright, and we just started running and pushing the door.

she added, and I nodded, gathering my belongings in anticipation of our departure. As we navigated through the mansion, carefully avoiding the maids and guards, we finally reached Beelzebub's dorm. My heart sank when I realized the door was locked, frustration bubbling up inside me. June, however, came to the rescue, skillfully picking the lock with a pin she had hidden in her pocket. The door swung open, revealing the mysterious room within. We entered, and I started searching for the hidden portal. After a moment of wandering, I finally recalled its location. Excitement surged through me as we stepped into the secret room.

Damon unlocked the rusted gate with a hidden key, long unused. The air grew colder the moment they stepped inside. Candles. Freshly burned. Someone had been there recently. And on the floor – chalk markings. Symbols Juliette didn’t recognize, but that made her skin crawl. Beneath the altar, a trapdoor. Damon knelt. “This wasn’t part of the original crypt. She added it.” They descended a tight staircase into a subterranean hallway that looked carved from earth and stone. They followed the sound of a soft melody. A music box?

The grand doors of the ballroom opened slowly, and a hush fell over the entire room almost instantly. Conversations died mid-sentence, glasses paused mid-air, even the string quartet softened their playing as if they, too, sensed the shift in the atmosphere. Raymond Stewart had just walked inside.

With a satisfying click, the lock gives way, and she turns the handle, allowing the door to swing open. Her heart races as she hesitates, unsure if Julius left a guard inside to watch over whatever lay beyond this door. Cautiously, she scans the darkness before stepping inside. The room is pitch black, and the stench within is overpoweringly strong. The metallic, rotten, and singed odors mix with the scent of bodily fluids and something decomposing, making her stomach churn. Jenny cautiously slid her feet forward, keeping her arms outstretched to navigate the dimly lit room without knocking anything over or injuring herself. Her shirt remained pulled up over her nose, but it offered little r