He pushed open the fourth door, walking into a large room stacked from floor to ceiling with ancient tablets, manuscripts, and books.
Her courage almost gave out at the idea of walking into the devil's personal hangout.
He never thought twice about walking into danger and rarely cared if he survived or not.
She walked through the gateway and imagined herself as important as the White God walking into his palace.
The air conditioning was high enough to make her shiver, the bright interior settling her fear of walking into some crazy person's house.
