The heavy metal door stands as it did, firmly rusted shut into its big brother.

The heavy metal door stands as it did, firmly rusted shut into its big brother.

What's on the other side?

"Another part of the island probably." The lieutenant looks into the keyhole. "The lock looks like it could still be usable."

"Another part of Death Island? Some secret hidden shit, Cuno thinks. Important shit..."

The chances of there being 'important shit' there are rather high, yes.

The door is mute, cold as ice. The lock looks like it may have seen recent use, but it's impossible to tell.

[Leave.]

How do I open this?

"Fuel -- generator -- console. That's our best chance." He points to the console at the other end of the room. "That there could open it, now that the power's on."

"Fuel -- generator -- console. That's our best chance." He points to the console at the other end of the room. "That there could open it, once we've put some fuel in the generator."

"We fuelled the generator, didn't we?" He points to the console at the other end of the room. "What do you think that shit's for? Let's press some buttons."

"What do you think that shit's for? Let's press some buttons." He points to the console at the other end of the room.

Fuel --> generator --> console. Seems like an obvious path, now that the power is on.

Fuel --> generator --> console. Seems like the obvious path.

"Maybe this is one of the doors we don't open?" He looks at the door, then at its bigger brother, then at the lock…

He's right. It would be better to open its big brother. A powerful engine hangs under the ceiling -- it must control the blast door.

"No, this isn't 'One More Door'. We're opening it."

"All right." The lieutenant knocks on the metal. "I retract my statement. It was naive. Let's look around and get it open."

"Sure, you're right. We won't have to open it."

The lieutenant knocks on the metal. "I retract my statement. It was naive. Let's look around and get it open."

"You're right. We open the big one -- do you see controls anywhere?"

"I think there's a console just southeast..." He shuffles his feet to stay warm. "Let's look around. Getting the blast door open seems like the best plan."

"I find us not opening it highly unlikely."

"Cuno don't know how to pick this lock. This one's... military shit." He looks at the door, then at its bigger brother, then at the lock.

He's right. It would be better to open its big brother. A powerful engine hangs beneath the ceiling -- it must control the blast door.

"You're right. We open the big one -- do you see controls somewhere?"

"Yeah, the console over there?" He points to the southeast. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's get this big shit open."

"I find that highly unlikely."

"Fuckin' A, let's get this shit open. Get to the secrets behind. Secret style." He stares at the large doors looming above him.

"One of the very few doors? Perhaps..."

"No. This is the titular One More Door. We're opening it."

"Sure, you're right. We won't have to open it."

How indeed? Finding the key seems unlikely...

Perhaps you could open its big brother? A powerful engine hangs beneath the ceiling -- it must control the blast door. There must be controls somewhere...

You see a small metal door nested inside a larger one -- a heavy steel blast door. There is a conventional keyhole above the handle. It's very small.