Riddle Doors Novels & Stories

Undeterred, she leaped across the abyss, her determination unwavering. With each successful answer, Lucia grew closer to her destiny. The forest, sensing her resolve, intensified its trials. The fourth riddle, spoken with an air of enigma, hung heavy in the air. "I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter, but you can't go outside. What am I?" Lucia closed her eyes, shutting out the distractions around her. In her mind, the answer materialized. "A keyboard," she whispered, her voice infused with certainty.

Carved into the door were various symbols, each seemingly more intricate than the last. At the top of the door, a crescent moon shape was carved, with an arrow pointing towards the sky. Below it was a series of Celtic knot patterns weaved together, forming a complex design that seemed to shift and move in the light. On either side of the door, two large curved horns protrude, giving the door a fierce and primal appearance. In the center of the door, a large, ornate lock dominates the space with a keyhole-shaped like a wolf's paw print. The lock was adorned with strange markings and symbols etched into the metal in a language that looked ancient and forgotten.

"What has keys but can't open locks? What has space but no room? You can enter, but can't go outside." "A keyboard!" I blurted. Donald chuckled then he found a fake stone keyboard on the wall. "It's a map,” he said, turning to me. “Keys are piano keys, but riddle points to a computer keyboard. Wait, there's a locked door with a keypad." Under the dummy, there was a UV light and Donald shunned it around to reveal invisible ink on the wall. "It's a cipher." Nodding, I read aloud. There are three gods: Truth, Lie, and Random. Truth always tells truth, Lie lies, Random random. Ask one question to one god to find the safe door."

If they found out who I really was, Blackwood wouldn’t cage me. They’d erase me. I swallowed and nodded like this was fine. Like my heart wasn’t trying to break free of my chest. “Um… alright,” I said lightly. Ria glanced at me from the corner of her eye, sharp and amused. “Relax. If he wanted you dead already, you wouldn’t be walking.” That did not help. She stopped in front of a tall wooden door etched with old runes that shimmered faintly when she touched them. The door opened into a room that stole the breath from my lungs.

They were tapping on the keypad but nothing was happening. “Let’s go!” someone shouted. They headed down a hall lined with doors, all of them closed, but there were no keypads outside of any of them. “Where are we?” Rain asked. “What’s behind these doors, Adams?” “These are our compartments,” he said. “I mean… the Dicks’ rooms. They’re all locked from the outside with keys that only the Mothers have.” “So how can we get into any of them?” Seth asked. “We can’t get in this way, but down this hall, we will probably come to another entrance with a keypad.” His voice was strained as he struggled to walk with the weight of the injured man leaning on him.

Instead of a riddle, there were five stone buttons set into the door, each one with its own symbol and pulsing with a faint greenish light. We stopped, and I stepped forward, studying them. Each one was carved with its own symbol: a wave, a tree, a mountain, a wolf, and an eight-pointed star. “Oh, good,” Dominic said. “Another riddle.” “A lock,” Bastian corrected. He shuffled closer and swept his light across the buttons. “Seems simple enough. Press them in the right order and the door opens.” I swallowed. “What if we press them in the wrong order?”

Yuri just shrugged, "I don't know. Try it." Black faced his tablet and typed something. "01010101." Yuri grabbed Flute's torch and went near the door. The others followed her, even Ela who already took her airpod off her ears. Yuri tried the code. Black's jaw almost dropped when it beeped and the door opened. "Jinjja? At the end, ask yourself, my friend. Here's a clue, who are you?" he cited the riddle. "I nearly drained my brain thinking and the answer is just U?" His mouth gaped open, unable to process things.

Rachel finally announces as she stretches forth her hands to show a gate. "A gate!? "I question. "Not a gate, just a barrier to our freedom" she states. I look into the slightly dark room only to find a little wooden door on the other side. "I don't trust this, how come there's a door leading to a waterfall and how sure are we fartellos aren't out there too?? "I question. "Babe, the door was probably to scare people off and Fratello's know nothing about this place. I swear it. "She replies staring into my eyes and I see sincerity glimmer in her eyes with the last words.

“I didn’t know you were good at puzzles.” “Another thing… we did when I was sick,” I said. The wolf turned again and walked to the edge of the shore. A witch followed, an elf followed, a dragon landed beside them and a merman walked out of the water. Slowly, two doorknobs seemed to melt and form out of the gold. With a trembling hand, I carefully reached out to turn one of the doors, but it didn’t turn. “Something’s missing,” I said, looking at the door. I stepped back looking for some clue about what it was.

Terrence walked away from the door. Wait! Look at the door knob, Kiarra pointed out the tag. There is a tag and there something written on it, she discovered. Guys it says here, "The one who makes me doesn't need me, the one who buys me doesn't want me, the one who needs me doesn't know me." What? Is it a riddle? Adam asked curiously. If that is a riddle. Then, the key is not a literal key to open the door. Am I right? Kesiah said.