Dungeon Only I Can Enter Novels & Stories

Forever. I had only been to the dungeon once, and it had been the time Bellamy took me round the whole place. Even though I had questioned him on why he insisted I came down there, although I began to see little reasons now. I would know how to escape, since a tiny passage led to a narrow entrance at the top. The rooms were simply a single plain room with a heavy door and access only from a hatchway or the trapdoor in the floor of the room.

Jolene repeated. Neo nodded. “I don’t have a dungeon or playroom at the big house. Not something that I want where I do business. If you’re not ready for this, we don’t go in today.” “Is it all out in public? In there?” “There are common spaces. You have to be a member or guest to enter. Everybody signs a confidentiality agreement. If you don’t sign, you don’t go in. It’s closed right now, there is no one else inside. It’s just you and me right now.”

She does so slowly, trepidation shrouding her while we swerve through the long line of trees until we arrive before the dungeon. Ivy has roped itself around the entrance, which will hinder someone in a distance from knowing there's an entrance here. “Where is this?” Her words are jumbled over. “You've heard so much about the dungeon, haven't you?” “Yes…is this?” Kylie’s eyes are wide with realization. “Omigod! The dungeon wasn't just a fable? A rumor?” I shake my head sadly. “What’s in it then?” She lunges forward, trying to enter but her body crashes into an invincible barrier.

They were entrenched deep underground and surrounded by thickets, so it would be hard for a rogue or even a pack member to figure out the exact location of the entrance of the dungeons. Noah opened the entrance via his entry code and the gate whooshed open. As soon as we stepped inside, the gates closed shut. The passageways inside the dungeons were narrow and somehow the pack had managed to fit electric lights inside. There were a couple of twists and turns and I wasn’t sure whether the path was just that crooked or Noah was trying to make sure I couldn’t escape or get in without him or someone of importance. As if I needed someone to guide or look after me! My wolf senses had been activate

Kaidën Both men stare at me like I've grown three heads, but remain silent. It's the smaller man who speaks first. "The dungeon is out of bounds to commoners. Only the royal family and criminals see the dungeons." I tilt my head to the side, clenching my fist in annoyance. "Take me there." The bigger man steps closer to me, inflating his chest and puffing himself up until he's just inches from me. "We aren't taking you anywhere so take your worthless piece of crap self and get lost."

“This is the part they hide.” Eli appeared from the steam like a ghost, his coat uncreased, his smile unreadable. “Welcome to the underbelly,” he said lightly. “You wanted cracks in the Citadel? Here they are.” Abigail’s hand twitched near her knife. “You still haven’t told us why you’re helping.” “Because sometimes,” Eli said, tilting his head, “it’s fun to see how the game shifts.” He led them through a side corridor, past rusted doors and flickering lamps, until they came to a hatch marked with faded symbols. Two quick knocks. The door opened a slit, wary eyes peering out.

Ren was standing inside the AI's debugging room. "You're confused, aren't you?" Ren said to the spinning drone. He walked up to it. In the real world, this drone was flying somewhere in Sector 8. In the game, it was an NPC. And Ren was a Player. He reached out and touched the drone. A prompt appeared. [HACK ENTITY] [DESTROY ENTITY] Ren pressed [HACK ENTITY]. A command line opened. Ren typed: GOTO: SECTOR 8 DRAINAGE CANAL. PATROL MODE: PASSIVE.

Reimporting the game data wasn't hard for me. "That's impossible!" X-7492 yelled. "I rewrote this dungeon myself!" "But you forgot one thing." I tapped [Confirm] on the screen. "This game was created by me."

Everything doesn’t seem to fit the cave-like place. I shook my head to get back to my senses. I was distracted for a moment. I need to get out of this place as soon as possible. I went to the door where Amaris had just gone through. I sneaked out cautiously. It led me to a narrow hallway surrounded by torches of blue flame, and there were three doors. One at the edge, the two were on the opposite sides. I remembered he said he was going to prepare the dinner, so I guess I should avoid the door where the smell of roasted meat was coming from. I decided to take the exit at the edge of the hallway. The wicket was made of oak wood that seemed a thousand years old. I pulled the rigid handle slowl