Conversation · Barred Door

This is the door to the pinball workshop that you left barred on the inside.

"Where does this lead to?"

"To the workshop behind the wall." He points somewhere within. "This must be the barred door we saw -- we could return and open it from the inside." He looks at the door with suspicion.

"It must be connected to the room we found behind the kitchen door. Maybe we should go back and take that elevator up..." He looks at the door with suspicion.

"I don't know." He makes a note in his notebook.

"It is not the first closed door we've found in this building -- there is also your mysterious blue kitchen door."

"Do you think it's important?"

"I don't know. The further we get, the more this building seems to be tied to the case..."

Below, the hostel-cafeteria creaks and groans under your added weight -- a skeleton of composite support beams and cantilevers.

Tap on the roof with your foot.

A dull thump. Somewhere inside a wind brace rattles from the imperceptible motion of the building.

"The vigilantes, the cadaver, and..." He nods to where they young woman once stood. "A number of people connected to the case are in or around this building. This door is part of it. It's not unimportant."

"See? The main investigation and the door below are merging into a stereo-investigation."

"I hate it when that happens."

"I could say something, but I'm not going to, because I don't gloat."

He doesn't say anything.

You should have gloated.

"So maybe the door below is a mega-investigation."

"No -- still a mini-investigation." He pretends to make a note in his notebook.

"The vigilantes, the cadaver, and..." He nods toward the young woman. "A number of people connected to the case are in or around this building. This door is part of it. It's not unimportant."

Shake it off.

"The further we get, the more this building seems to be tied to the case..."

"We should search downstairs, in the kitchen -- just in case. Maybe there's a door that leads up, that we don't know of."

Push.

It's barred from the inside. You hear the bar rattle in the brackets.

Sounds like it's heavy too. Very sturdy.

Must be something valuable inside to go through the trouble of protecting it -- the door is very sturdy indeed.

[Leave.]

Kick the door in.

Something cracks inside. It is an unbelievably satisfying sound.

Filling you with a belief in your own body.

"Sounds like the property damage wasn't in vain, at least. Would it hurt to look in?"

"I thought it was an Ace's High moment, Kim."

"I don't know about that..." The lieutenant smiles an uncomfortable smile.

It totally was.

"Let's see." [Leave.]

"I thought it was an Ace's Low moment, Kim."

It seems like the brackets broke inside.

Let's get in there. [Leave.]

"I think the brackets broke inside. I've always wanted to know what's in there..."

She sounds genuinely curious.

Something cracks inside. It is an unbelievably satisfying sound.

"Nice." The young woman nods.

Something cracks inside.

It is an unbelievably satisfying sound.

Something cracks inside.

It is an unbelievably satisfying sound.

You kick it -- gung ho style, entering the premises style -- but the door fails to respect the force. All you hear is the bar rattling inside, laughing at you.

"I don't see how this is going to give new results." He measures the door, stoically. "There must be another way in there."

"It's the barred door we saw." He looks at the door with suspicion. "I don't know why we didn't open it from the inside -- we should."

The key... to the kitchen door. From behind the window. Use it on the door.

Below... in the Union box... was there something behind the window? In the hawthorn branches, brushing against the glass.

What?

No one knows. It is a fleeting feeling.

It could be that your eyesight is still too poor to notice it... behind that window.

Ignore the feeling.

You are a numb, imprecise instrument to ignore this feeling...

"How?"

"Through the kitchen door, perhaps? Let's explore, rather than destroy."

It could be that your eyesight is still too poor to notice it... behind that window.