Doors Figure Novels & Stories

“Okay. Let’s go down another floor.” Taking the stairs again, we continue down the floors until we reach a set of metal doors. Rowan runs his hands across the doors. “This one has no card reader.” Stopping beside him, I run my gaze across the door. There are no windows on the door, only a large symbol. “How are we going to get in?” I think out loud. Rowan presses his ear against the door for a moment. “I hear something.” Mimicking his move, I press my ear against the door and listen. Several seconds pass before a muffled cry reaches my ears. Flinching back, I look at Rowan. “Do you think it’s human?”

Should I take my left leg first or the right one? I find a hand forwarded towards me to hold. And guess who it is? I sigh and take Dhruv's hand. I have no other choice than to behave and walk above gripping his hand tight. We walk upstairs towards the huge oak double door. The body of the sister doors are carved with some designs. Like a snake or something. They look good and designed with utmost precision. The handle for each door is plated in shiny gold with intricate designs on it too. Gold on the door handle? Hmm. What if someone finds it good and steals it?

Marcus Doug Douglas waited for the farmer to turn the corner at the far end of the lane, waves a final goodbye, and backed into the shadows. The double doors were made of weather aged wood and squealed as he pulled the well worn ropes. They closed with a thud and were easily locked in place. Three shafts is sunshine plunged down through skylights to throw rectangles onto the oil blackened clay. Dust motes chased each other through the light and fell toward the floor.

🌊🔥 CHAPTER 15 🔥🌊 SOMEWHERE UNKNOWN Two feminine figure stood before a very huge door, if possible 9 feet tall. Their hair was ruffled roughly covering most of their faces. Placing their palm on the sensor beside the door, a green scanned through. “ Recognized” The sensor announced and the huge door slowly opened. Stepping in, the door shut close. They trailed through the long aisle with their heads bowed. Robots were seen lined up at both the right and left side of the aisle.

She did not look directly at the portrait, but instead looked straight at the door, but from the corner of her eye, she could not help but see the burning gaze of the man on the portrait that sent chills all over her body and made the skin on her neck stand on its ends. Flora immediately tried the knob and found the door to be unlocked. Maya did say that she had unlocked the doors to the rooms that needed to be cleaned and the blankets, sheets and curtains needed to be replaced. The door itself was bigger than her own door at the servants’ quarters, Flora thought. It was heavy and reddish in color, in keeping with the theme of the house. Flora wondered about the source of the wood which woul

With a shaky breath, I took a tentative step toward the imposing structure hidden deep in the shadows. There are ten stone steps leading up to the arched double main entrance door. The doors are solid wood, maybe hard oak or similar with iron scroll hinges, locks, and pull ring handles for each door. On the right-hand door is a black iron door knock, but I’m too far away to make out what it’s in the shape of.

The walls are adorned with paintings of landscapes and portraits of notable figures from the kingdom's history. When Noelle entered the room, she quickly scanned the area, making sure that everything is in its place. The door is solid and made of oak, with intricate carvings depicting scenes of battles and victories. She locks the door behind her, feeling a sense of security knowing that she is safe from any possible threat.

As Kane enters the security code, a loud click reverberates through the hallway as the security guard stands to the side so we can enter the door. With a smile on Ford’s face, he steps forward and opens the door. “Shall we go in and show you around.” Sheepishly, I lower my head and nod. My eyes suddenly widen as I look at the thick door. They definitely don’t want anything getting through this door. It is at least 6 inches thick, and it appears to be reinforced with some heavy steel. I don’t even have to question if it is bullet proof, because I don’t know if a bomb could break through the door.

As she enters the security code, a loud click reverberates through the hallway as the security guard stands to the side so we can go through the door. With a smile on Ford’s face, he steps forward and opens the door. “Shall we go in and show you around?” Sheepishly, I lower my head and nod. My eyes suddenly widen as I look at the thick door. They definitely want nothing getting through this door. It is at least 6 inches thick, and it appears to be reinforced with some heavy steel. I don’t even have to question if it is bulletproof, because I don’t know if a bomb could break through the door.

Every place took its own space and would fit together when needed. As she contemplated everything that she needed to. The doorbell rang, and she went to the door. Her brother was standing there with a box in his hands. “This is a short-range one, but it works better and won’t affect cell phones or Wi-Fi.” He pressed the button, and the lights dimmed for a second, and then he did it again when everything had reset. “Just to be sure.”