She pushed the door closed and turned the key in the lock.

He yanked open the door and half turned back, not looking at her.

Rose watched as she pulled the door closed behind her, and turned to gaze out the window.

They took the steps, turned into a short hall with two doors on either side.

She pushed the door shut, then turned to face him.

He pulled the door closed and turned back to the stairs.

The girl answered the door; turned white when she saw Joe.

She stopped in front of a room with a door propped open and then turned to face me.

The door handle was turning, back and forth, someone trying to get in.

Open the door, three steps forward, turn right, there he is, catch him in his sleep.