I Look for Exits
I look for exits. I mean, if you can get in you must be able to get out. I think to myself. How do you open a door that won't open? Do you kick it down? Break it down? Set fire to it? Locksmith? Wishful thinking? Secret codes? Magic words? I can't help feeling there's something I ought to do.
From On the Calculation of Volume (Book 1) by Solvej Balle