07: [Action] Break on Through (To The Other Side)

[dashboardlite]

As he stands there, staring, Dean Winchester wonders why he's never noticed this door before.  It's not anything normal, by any stretch - it's just a huge door; tall, foreboding, made of something that looks like solid oak.  He hasn't touched it yet, he's simply been waiting.  Waiting for it to open, waiting for someone to go in or come out. 

It doesn't even have hinges or a knob or a lock, but he knows it's a door, and not some giant slab in the middle of the foyer.

Without dragging his eyes away, Dean slips a hand into the pocket of his coat, pulling out the comm unit he'd warped into an EMF reader.  Something this big and unexpected had to have a spike off the charts.  Switching the device on with a little click, he takes careful, precise steps towards the door, holding his electro-magnetic-frequency measurer up to the offending object - He really shouldn't be feeling like a gorilla out of 2001: A Space Odyssey right now, but he does - and his eyebrows shoot into his hairline as the EMF lights up and squeals, obnoxious beeping echoing through the front hall.

"...sonuvabitch," He mutters, tucking his little invention away and running his fingers over smooth wood.  "We chased our pleasures, here...dug our treasures, there, but can you still recall..."  Dean hums quiety, squinting at the grain and scratching a fingernail over it, half-expecting sulfur to come away.

"...the time we cried...break on through, to the other side, break on through, to the other side..."

Comments

[Action]

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

...What are you doing? [Elaine's been hanging out nearby, a good distance from the door, but in the same hall nonetheless. She walks up to Dean.]

[Action]

[nameless-hollow.livejournal.com]

[Wonderful. Another human hanging about this damned door? That was going to get old real fast but... hell, he was bored after doing nothing after how long. Maybe this will prove entertaining.

For the moment he stands a distance away from the door, hands in the pockets of his hakama as he looks at the front hall with a bored expression.]

[kindly-done.livejournal.com]

[Jack is in the process of tucking his communicator back into his pocket after doing something extremely complicated-looking with his fingers and its buttons, when he catches sight of Dean--and the door.]

What's that? It wasn't here before.

[rebelroses.livejournal.com]

Dean... your not seriously interested in this door, are you...? There's tons in the mansion.