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The lock gave way on the third impact, giving access to the room. Edgar turned his light around, shining it into the darkness. Boxes of various supplies were illuminated, several catching the machinist's attention. Oh, the ideas of what he'd be able to do with some of these implements were extremely encouraging.
He turned his light to his companion. "After you, milady," he said, addressing the threshold with a flourishing hand.