Novel & Cerita Door Door Fruit

Don said before snatching the fruit from Van’s hand. “What are you planning Don?” As an answer, Don grabs the cage with one hand and forces the fruit into its jaws with another. Who knows what will happen now. Will it float like what happened to the leaf, becomes smaller or grows sticky hands for climbing like what he did? Van wishes the fruit will not cause the cage to mutate into something horrendous. And the cage stops trashing in Don’s hand. The jaws disappear and a door on its top opens. “It opens at the top, it means the locks here are fake or something,” Van muttered, lamenting their waste of effort to pick a dummy lock.

The door handle turns. Fuck.

Nevertheless, even though he had said he trusted Grace, he wasn't so reckless as to fully trust a stranger in a bizarre world like this. Staring at the metal door, Adro took a step back to look at it from bottom to top and repeated it. ‘This is strange. How do I open it? Those people brought Grace to the room too quickly earlier, so I didn't have a chance to observe more how they used this door. He touched the door and clucked because there were no knobs on its surface. The door was made of metal, like the doors to the treasure rooms in the castle. However, there were two doors, and in the middle of them was a box with two round buttons glowing yellow.

"I found it. I found the door." #

Joe finally looked at Chad and said, "Chad, why won't you sell the Hall of Herbs to me?" Chad looked at Joe as if he were an idiot. He pointed to the shop's door and said, "Those doors are made of Golden Phoebe Wood, which can be sold for tens of millions of dollars. My place is full of those doors."

now we don't have a door. Okay.

She thought Edwin was judging me for being pregnant and she was smirking with satisfaction. Edwin glanced at the cardboard box on the floor, and when he saw the broken frame with a picture of me and Matthew, his smile vanished. "Why keep this junk around?" I laughed too, and as I walked past the box on the way, I gave it a kick. "Right. Once you toss out the trash, there’s no need to pick it up again." With that, I ignored Matthew's scowl and slid into the passenger seat of the Porsche. I had to say, riding in that car worth over three hundred thousand dollars was really comfy.

He waited for me to sip. The dry, fruity red warmed my core. “Delicious, thank you.” He poured a Perrier and added sliced lime from a container in the mini-fridge. “I’ll bet your cat-like curiosity has you wondering what’s behind door number two.” Richard smiled like he was up to something. I played along and glanced at the locked door. “Maybe.” “Come.” Like an excited kid, Richard strode to the door and punched a quick series of numbers onto the keypad. The bolt slid to the side. He opened the door and reached inside to flick the light switch on.

Thank God we are all safe. Adam, proudly explained, I'm proud to say that I picked some fruits, I got it from the small island at the middle of the ocean. Really? You have reached that island? Vhiann curiously asked. Yes I reached that island and I have discovered that, what's in it is not just a fruit bearing tree, he added. They all reacted, "Huh? What do you mean?" What's makes the island interesting is that, I saw a unique door on its trunk. It is coated by silver and the door knob has a tag, he explained.