The bolted door

“Door locked!!!”

“Why is the door closed?”

“Does it look like I live here?”

“Alright. Don’t bark at me.”

“See if there is a key lying around.”

“Why would somebody lock the door and keep the key conveniently lying around?”

“Boy, someone’s cranky.”

“Just wondering what might be on the other side. I was so looking forward to doing this tonight.”

“Yeh, me too.”

“What do you suggest we do!!! Shall we go and come back later.”

“Well, let’s see if we can push it open or break in.”

“Break in? Are you out of your mind?”

“Well, let’s hear your bright idea then, smarty pants.”

“What if somebody hears us. We would be screwed. Let’s look around. See if we can find a desk or something, they might have kept a key in.”

“Alright, but be quiet.”

“I was planning on singing while looking for it. Let’s me relax… Of course, I’ll be quiet. Just look for the damn key.”

“While we are looking, here’s a thought. What if there IS no key. May be the door opens with a passcode of some sort or fingerprint scan or something like that.”

“Really!!! Does this place look like it’s that advanced!!!”

“Well, they are advanced enough to keep something in there and keep it locked.”

“Point taken. But I doubt. Keep looking for a key.”

“Aha, I’ve been looking for this book.”

“For God’s sakes dude, focus.”

“Do you smell smoke?”

**knock*knock**

“Woah, who could that be.”

‘Wake up man’

**knock*knock**

‘Hey, wake up, dude.’

‘What’s wrong with you man.why can’t you let me sleep in peace. It’s Sunday.’

‘Get the heck out of bed. We need to get to the library. Now.’

‘Library? On a Sunday? To see if it was closed properly last night?’

‘Remember, the locked door we have always been curious about at the library!!! Curious to know what was on there?’

‘The one we decided to sneak into last week, yeh, what about it?’

‘The room burnt down last night taking down most of the library on that side with it. Apparently, some guys tried to break in but shorted a circuit or something.’

‘So everything burnt down?’

‘Yep. No trace of what was inside. Guess we will never know.’

‘That’s too bad’ 

(To himself) Woah, what’s happening. Was all that a dream or am I in one now. What was behind the door? And why was it closed?

This is day two of the daily blog challenge. Prompt for today “Closed Doors: What’s behind the door? Why is it closed?”.

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