Doors Figure Novels & Stories

Sarah repeats it under her breath. "Fourth panel. Yellow scar. No serial." "There will be a door behind it." "Where does it go?" I ask. Mercer pauses. Outside, the forklift beep stops. The sudden quiet is worse. "Not hospital," he says. "I did not ask what it isn't." "I know." A bang rolls through the hold behind us. The Marshal has found the service panel. Mercer says, "Fourth panel. Yellow scar. No serial number. Your door."

Blaine admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. I limped over to one of the chairs and sat. “What would you do if one of the kids wandered here one day? I asked idly. He winced at the thought. “That’s why both this door and the outer one are reinforced steel, and fingerprint and password protected. If they somehow managed to get through the first door, all they would see is their cousin’s fun man cave.” He spread his hands to indicate the whole room. “They’ll be too dazzled to look at anything else.”

Around the back, from what I could see, there was a big garden stretching out with a view on the next house. Mrs Ruth approached the door and we followed her. Now that we approached the front door, I could see the front was supported by four white pillars. The door was made out of three big glass pieces and was in black. I have to admit, as we drove here it hadn't been quite pretty. You didn't see the front of the house when you drove up the street but rather the side of it, which was completely white and only showed one small window and some small part of the front along with the garage.

Survive. The back door clicks shut. The house goes quiet in that eerie, vacuum-sealed way that only happens right before violence. I take a breath I don’t feel. Then I step forward. The metal security door rattles as I unlock it. Thick bars. Reinforced hinges. We installed it years ago because Hour insisted. Because he’d grown up knowing doors were never just doors. Behind it is the front door—also metal. Cold. Heavy. No decorative glass. No welcome mat energy. Just function. I open the security door. The second I touch the handle of the front door, it slams inward.

Taking the steps three at a time. By the time she caught up to me I was already behind my bedroom door locking it. She smashed into the wood door with a loud grunt. I cracked up laughing knowing that the door hurt her more than she hurt it. All the doors around the house are reinforced solid oak doors made specially for our supernatural strength. There has only been one to break down one of these doors and that was HE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED. Her little fist pounded on the door. I ignored her giving the misconception of being mad at her.

I noticed something while searching for the Library door. Apart from the main entrance to the mansion and the main hall, all the doors in the Avereza Mansion are of the same size. I said before that the door is actually a book but it's really a door designed in such a way that it looks like a book. It's made to look like an open book and there are 6 rectangular spaces placed in triangles on the door. Three on one side of the door, 3 on the other side of the door. Another rectangular space was found not on the door but on an anvil-like stone block in front of the door. I am pretty sure this book I have right now goes there.

He stood up and walked towards the door, getting out the key and unlocking the door before taking hold of my arm so I couldn’t get away. We retraced our steps to where I’d first injured my hand and we went further until we came to a large double door. There were carvings on the door frames which were actually quite beautiful and the handles on the door were carved into a bear’s head, so I deducted that they were hand carved.

"If there is some kind of key here that might open the door." Everybody searched near them, but they couldn't find anything. The place was empty except for the webs, feces, and skeletons of rats. "Wait! there are small holes in the door..." Creed was still busy inspecting the gate. He looked at the door and saw 5 holes on the circumference of a palm-sized circle. Creed also realized that the holes were just big enough to fit human fingers. "It seems that our fingers can fit in here." "What holes?" Wolf abruptly pushed him away to look.

Johan hurriedly stepped outside to look at his bedroom and saw that his door was fixed too. “Woah, you can even fix broken stuff, huh?” he told Seb. “On the contrary,” Damien answered him, “Things when broken, can not be returned without fault.” he went to the door and opened it, Johan noticed a notch on the wood that wasn’t there before. “These are probably doors from the other rooms.” Damien explained. “I believe that there will be 3 doors missing in some of the rooms on the same floor.” he looked at Dorin’s wall. “Some of the bricks as well.” he added.

And pull. I walk to the door. Look at it. Should be made of reinforced steel or concrete, with a keypad for entry. The door is recessed into the wall, making it nearly impossible to break down with special seals around the edges to make them airtight, in case of a gas or chemical attack. This very one is designed to be impenetrable and has bulletproof glass windows for added security. So I don't waste my bullets. I tap the codes on the keypad, wait for the green light, and the hiss, then walk into the soundproofed room. ***********