[She slips in the door and, to her possible credit, doesn't immediately slam it behind her. She leaves it open, and keeps running up the steps behind it, a clear pathway blocked by a medicine cabinet and a grandfather clock crashed down and blocking entry.]
[She's seen this path before, if not... in this building. Wasn't it in another one, hours ago? Weird. But also convenient. She knows the way through this particular puzzle; she's done it before. She uses her off hand (her dominant hand is tucked inside her jacket, cradled and favored) to pull open the door of the grandfather clock.]
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[She's seen this path before, if not... in this building. Wasn't it in another one, hours ago? Weird. But also convenient. She knows the way through this particular puzzle; she's done it before. She uses her off hand (her dominant hand is tucked inside her jacket, cradled and favored) to pull open the door of the grandfather clock.]
C'mon! In here!