The door does not open. An unseen force, more than countering any strength utilized to pull it. Short of shattering the poor thing in its hinges, there is no exit to be found there.
"It isn't your fault they're gone. It's not. That has to get out of your head before something else happens, you can't - get hurt like that, you can't die over it. You can't disappear over it."
it makes my HEART SAD
"It isn't your fault they're gone. It's not. That has to get out of your head before something else happens, you can't - get hurt like that, you can't die over it. You can't disappear over it."