Mine Entrance Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I hated how quickly my mind arranged them beside everyone else who had watched from somewhere safe. Jesse squeezed my shoulder. “Forget I said anything.” That was easier to request than accomplish. We reached the maze entrance, where tall wooden panels had been covered with pine branches, ivy, and hundreds of tiny amber lights. Music drifted from somewhere inside, muffled by the thick greenery. A sign beside the entrance read: Find the moon at the center and claim your prize. Jesse studied it. “That seems suspiciously simple.” “Maybe the prize is disappointment.” “Then Ravenwood has spared no expense.”

As duncan came closer to me he leaned in and for a second I thought he wanted kissing me and I wanted to panic but instead he leaned in and whispered “The code to the entrance door is Luna” he just simply said and continued leading them away, I had no idea what he meant by that but knowing Duncan I was certain it would make sense to me when the moment comes. He would not just drop senseless clues for me like that if he wasn’t certain I will get them.

I’ll nеvеr gеt up thеrе, еvеn if it’s ореn. Thеrе’ѕ also a fіrе exit іn thе соrnеr. It muѕt lead ѕоmеwhеrе behind the building, but it lооkѕ even mоrе ѕесurе thаn thе door to the hаllwау. I рuѕh оn іt аnd nоthіng hарреnѕ.

The basement air was stale, smelling of mold and old wine. Park, limping and flanked by Min and Baek, led them to a heavy steel door behind the wine racks. There was a keypad. "Open it," Min ordered, pressing the gun to Park’s spine. Park punched in the code. 7-7-1-9. The heavy bolts retracted with a groan, and then the door swung open. Min’s heart was in his throat. This was it. The end of the nightmare.

The back entrance looked exactly as Alex described: a plain metal door, a keypad, and a red camera blinking like an unblinking eye. I punched in the code. 09-23-14. Green light. Click. Inside, the fluorescent hum hit me like a headache. I moved fast down the row of boxes, boots quiet on the tile. 417. Eye level. Key in. Turn. The door opened. It was empty. Just a thin layer of dust on the bottom and the faint imprint where the black envelope used to sit. My stomach dropped. But then I inhaled deep and slow, and my wolf nose caught it.

I immediately understand what she says, and so I change my route. I put my glass on a small table and head to the mansion that I barely know. In fact, I don't know. The gigantic room leads me to several corners, but I follow the only illuminated one among them. The corridor is huge, long and almost endless, every time I think I see an exit, I see more parts of a medieval style corridor. I'm almost giving up, when I see a door, which, unlocked, gives me passage to enter; so I give you face with what could say "another house"

Nelson said as he then looks up and stares around the whole area as all the wall was shown to be reflecting the lights because it was made with glass, as they all were staring around the whole place and Fisher steps close to them "Yes of curses, there is another way, like so many ways to get in or out of this place, we have one big entrance of this place outside, which is only used when we want to pack the armored cars or something bigger, and then so many other ways for an ordinary person to get in" Fisher explained as every one of them was still looking around the area of the underground. And then Fisher bent down as he holds the spindle used to construct the crossover step as he stares do

“What about our entry points?” He pulled up the blueprint of the mansion on his tablet, enlarging it with a swipe of his fingers. “Main entrance is suicide. They’ll be expecting it. There’s a side service entrance here”—he pointed to the west side of the property—“lightly guarded but close to the inner hallways.” “Then that’s our way in.” I turned to my second-in-command, Enzo, who was in the driver’s seat. “We go in quiet. No gunfire until we’re inside.”

I ran through the park, and over the bridge, past the training centre and the hospital, and into the woods beyond the training field. I didn’t realise where I was heading until I was standing in front of the big iron door that was set into what looked like a random nondescript building in the middle of the woods. It could have been mistaken for a utility building, but I knew that wasn’t the case. This was the entrance to the underground dungeons. I knew that as soon as I pressed my card to the reader that security would have been informed. I didn’t care. The reader buzzed red, and I stared up at the discreet camera, waiting. Less than a minute later, the reader buzzed again, this time green,