Can You Die From Red Door Yellow Door Novels & Stories

Again, there was that splatter of blood and the sickening thunk of bodies hitting the floor. With no time to think about what they’d done, the four of them quickly checked the hall and stepped over the twisted, tangled corpses in front of them. It didn’t take long for them to reach the doorway they were looking for once they got past the Mothers’ most recent attempt to stop them. With Walt in front, they headed through the doors that said they led to the stairs that went down.

The number was 9, and the color was yellow. The first was to provide me with unrestricted energy throughout my life as a chanter. Nobody can murder me since the red one was so wonderful. Even if my head is severed and returned to where my body is, I may resurrect. Even if my flesh is cut into bits and can be gathered, I will be resurrected.

I want to end this, desperately. Lee knocked on the door but I couldn't say a thing. I just couldn't. He opened the door and walked in, squatting in front of me. "Red, we have to go. Whoever did it would alert Skull. We have to leave right away" he said. I stared at him. "Red, come on" I felt boneless. But then, another thought came to my mind. What if it had been Axel lying there? Or Lee. Or Tori.

Slipping the chip of my card on the sensor, the door pushes open to red stains on the white floor. It forms a pool and drags along in scary circles. Blood?!!

his voice entered my mind and I instantly replied with an apology. "How do I get out of here? Am I dead by chance? Is this heaven or something?" I asked. I didn't get a reply so I just walked straightforwardly. I finally reached a red door; I contemplated if I should actually open it or not. Red doors are never a good sign but if this place forbids of you saying such taboo words & things, then why would a red door be here? Ah, what the frick. I opened it anyway and there was nothing there. I took a few steps inside and then the door shut automatically. I pulled the door but it didn't budge.

Please help me guys, think fast or else we will stay here for life, Hannah said with a bit mad of herself. Adam looked at the door, he noticed that it has a very unique color. It is gold and there is a tag on the knob. A few minutes of looking at it, he observed that every 5 minutes, the door color fades. Guys, let's think fast. I noticed that every 5 minutes the color of the door fades. I think, it is a sign that we have to get the correct answer as soon as possible.. It's like a timer, Adam explained.

I asked her. "It depends on what you think is safer. It's not always the same door to enter." She told me. It puzzled me that I frowned looking at those doors. I tried feeling each one of them but I can't sense anything but danger. "One wrong move and you will die." Blood Moon pack is really something. I thought the hanging stone with hallucinations is the only way, but here I am standing in front of these doors. "Which door do you think is safe?" She asked. I am certain she can easily tell, but for me who just went in here for the first time. I could not just pick quickly.

She said from outside. "No, no!!" I yelled out. This was worse than anything i had imagined. Hell, no. Whatever that green liquid was, it appeared to be dangerous to Lycans, which meant that it could kill Jordan. I couldn't let him die!! I ran to the door and did the most insane thing ever, I pulled it. Despite how dumb it was to pull a double layer steel re-inforced door, I kept on pulling. I didn't even know how long I pulled, I didn't mind the blood that streamed down my hands. Even when the door knob broke, I didn't give up.

And before Maria and James make it to the door to see what is happening. The Door is busted open in front of them and they end up looking at a scenario that terrifies them. In front of Keirah’s room, all the pack doctors who had been helping them earlier are all dead. And their dead bodies are scattered on the floor with their hearts pulled out of their chest.

“Not yet. Care to give it a try?” “No’ today,” he said. “I’m still a mite sore from this morning.” He watched the thing for a few minutes before saying with a touch of sadness, “It’s like a drug addict that cannae die from their withdrawals. Instead it just drives them mad.” Keegan shook him from his musings, his tone unusually somber. “The fact that no one has managed to kill them yet doesn’t bode well for our kind, does it? If these two are this bad while getting an occasional fix here, imagine what’s going to be coming out of that fucking portal. If what you’re saying is, indeed, fact.”