Beyond Closed Doors_When the Stranger Knocks_Twelve Years in a Tower_Golden Dragon
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Beyond Closed Doors
You stand before a hallway wedged between two doors. Another open hallway stands behind you. Do you go: left, right, forward, back?Left You decide to turn left. There is an empty hall with no windows and no doors. The floor is grass—real grass, with occasional bald patches of soil. The soil is damp and the air smells fresh. Daisies and petrichor and a gentle breeze on your cheeks. You reach the end of the hall, but there's nothing else. You turn back and return to where you began. The idea of nature inside a place like this, that the room somehow captured sunlight and the way linen sheets feel...
When the Stranger Knocks
It was just a normal day for Jane first she cleaned her house while listening to music then she did some laundry. After the cleaning was done she was curled up on the couch reading her book when a knock on the door sounded and the normal day changed. Not expecting anyone, Jane checked her phone for missed messages or calls and found none. The knock sounded again on the door, louder this time so she reluctantly got up and answered the door. Jane pulled open the door without checking who it was, “Can I help you”, she asked the man. “Pretend like you know me and you won’t get hurt,” he said gruff...
Twelve Years in a Tower
Okay, so I didn’t actually mean to stumble upon that book, but I knew it was there. Always there,www.onedoor.cc watching me, waiting for the right time to strike. And no, I’m not exaggerating.My name is Emmeline Whistle, and I am a detective. Well, sort of anyway. Ever since I was a baby, Mummy and Daddy said they could see that some day, I was going to do something wonderful. And I am, I mean, I will… It just hasn’t happened yet. Mummy says it might happen when I’m older, but I’m twelve years old already! If it doesn’t happen now, then it never will. This is why I decided to ‘stumble’ upon that book in the...
Golden Dragon
James sighed. He looked outside the window, sitting on his bed. It was night, a deep blue and black painted with white stars. But that wasn't the end. There was clouds, grey-black clouds, and it was pouring. It was pouring so much, that James had to close the window before any water could manage to come in. The rain looked no more like rain, but a fog entering the city. He tried to spot the nearest building, but the fog tried to block the view of everything, and was successful. James hopped off his bed and turned on the light. Just as he was going to his bed -- The light turned off. Automatica...