Two rusty metal plates that slide apart form a crude door. It's been here under the…

Two rusty metal plates that slide apart form a crude door. It's been here under the boardwalk for a while.

"Who's there?"

"What do you mean 'who's there'? It's me, Kim. Stop playing around and help me get this door open."

Ignore the door. [Leave.]

"Officer? Are you okay in there?"

You really ought to open this door. It's dangerous to go ahead alone.

Push the doors open.

It's much easier from this side -- the panels on the rails slide once you dust the sand off. With the help of your partner from the other side the doors open with a creak.

"Huh, I hope no one dangerous heard that."

"You ready?"

"Yes. Time to investigate these passages. Let's move quietly and not make more sound."

Not running is a great way to do that.

"How did you even get there?"

"After you climbed up to the roof, you mean? There's a maintenance entrance under the boardwalk. It's next to a drain pipe, possibly a storm drain -- it was easy to miss before."

He's quite proud of himself.

"Could have saved me the effort."

He shrugs. "At least now we have an exit. So, let's get going. It's time to investigate these passages..."

"Maintenance entrance? So pedestrian."

"Yes, yes, it's cool to risk your life climbing rickety ladders. Anyway, let's investigate these passages..."

"At least now we know a quick way in and out."

"Yes, we have an exit. So, let's get going. Time to investigate these passages..." He peers into the darkness.

The doors seem to be on rails, but they've gotten jammed. You grab a side and put some strength into prying it open. With the help of your partner the two metal panels slide open with a creak.