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But whatever it was, I found myself nodding hesitantly. We continued to drive a little further into the woods, but then we got to a point and Isaac said we would have to continue our journey on foot. He led me through the woods, weaving through the narrow paths with a practiced ease and after some minutes of walking, we arrived at a strange structure in the middle of nowhere. It looked like a doorway sculpted out of stones but I didn’t see anything on the other side of the doorway. I looked at Isaac with a confused expression but he just gave me a mischievous smirk. He touched a point in the doorway and said something strange and all of a sudden a shimmering light portal flickered into exist

Since what I was doing was personal, I did not want to start explaining it to other people. Hurriedly munching on the burger, I stopped in front of a large oak door, I’d never seen anything as intricate as this before. Not only was it stunning, but it was probably one of the oldest doors with the initial markings of the moon goddess. I traced the markings of the moon on the door, and I felt a spark, instantly I removed it. There was no scorch mark on the door or any mark on my hand. Shrugging, I pushed the door open and stepped into the dome-like room, I could smell it all; the homely smell of new and old books. My lips stretched into a wide smile, this place was going to be my favorite plac

I followed Claire down the central corridor, past a glass-walled conference room where three people sat around a table covered in documents, past a row of closed doors with no nameplates, past a wall of windows that looked out over the city at an angle that made everything below look small and very far away. I had read about this building. I had studied this man's professional history across fourteen pages of notes written at two in the morning. But walking through the space where he actually operated was different. Everything up here had been chosen. Every surface, every place, every degree of silence. At the end of the corridor Claire stopped in front of a door that looked identical to eve

I search the room carefully, looking through shelves and drawers till I come across a candle stand sitting on the shelf. What's a candle stand doing on a bookshelf, with tons of books? Doesn't Killian worry about his books getting caught in fire? Unless…... I picked up the candle stand, and to my surprise, it only moved an inch, then a resounding click echoed in the room. I yelped, stumbling backwards when the shelf started moving. It shifts to the right, exposing a door behind it. So doors like these exist not only in movies? Curiosity got the better of me, so I twisted the doorknob and opened the door. It led to another room, well furnished and dimly lit.

She was far from home and she was in unknown territory. Finding what he was looking for, he tilted the book with the title on its spine, To Kill A Mockingbird. A resounding click was heard, and the bookshelves parted into two like the Red Sea to reveal the titanium door with a security pad on the side. Phil punched in the codes in haste, and before you know it, they were inside the secret room.

VENUS Her lips quiver before she nods, watery eyes cast downward. She leads us toward a dusty shelf at the far end of the library. I’ve never seen anyone use it. Carefully, she pulls out a faded book. It clicks like a lever, and suddenly the whole shelf lurches forward and slides sideways with a low rumble, revealing a small door embedded in the stone wall behind it. From her pocket, Ava pulls out a golden key and inserts it into the lock. With a soft click, the door creaks open.

I don't blame them though, It wouldn't do any good if everyone is in a panic state luckily most of the pack members were safe I ventured the hallway looking at nothing but photos, when I suddenly came across a particular door that had a different color than the rest, my curiosity got the better of me so I opened up the door and made my way inside The room itself wasn't that interesting but somehow I knew it held mysteries, it looked like an ordinary study room with a small siting area and book shelves filling out the rest of the room I looked around the room gliding my hands across the books that looked interesting but found nothing out of the ordinary, just as I was about to give up and hea

My dad tries to get me to leave the book, but I tell him what the rest of the paragraph said. My dad moves the panel wider open and steps through, and then when I step over the threshold the panel closes behind me and seals itself back up. I jump a little bit, as a bunch of dim lights start to turn on by themselves. The dim lights lead down a small path to another door that seems like it’s locked when dad tries to open it. However as soon as I step closer with the book, 2 circles appear, 1 on the door and another on the back of the book. I line them up with each other and there is a sound of deadbolts unlocking and the door swings open on its own accord.

He nodded slowly and before he could say anything more, the bedroom door swung open. Erick and Jess stood at the doorway; they were both breathless, so we knew they were running. Jess held one of the thickest books I had ever seen; it was a large brown book with golden decals swirled throughout the cover. In the front of the book, in a silvery oval was a white infinity symbol I didn’t quite recognize and then written in white above the symbol read: Book of Magic. “Woah…” I breathed, staring at the book. It was real.

It disappeared and the gates open. “She, does he means Ana or the girl in black?” Van thought. Van and Cara are the first to enter the gates. Kirsten and the rest hesitated, yet no one wants to be left out here with the metal face so they follow with their eyes closed. Van and the rest then emerge into a vast chamber or a void perhaps for there is no floors, walls or ceilings here. There are only doors here, lots and lots of doors floating around like hooded ghosts. Van approaches the nearest one. The door must be more than eight feet tall for it towers above Van’s head. Carved around the decorated knocker is an inscription: