"That's a good sign! Means there's something in there they don't want anyone to find." So far he's never opened anything he shouldn't and been attacked, so that winning streak is bound to go on forever right? Right. Time to keep on rolling those dice.

"Look at all these. People been getting to the good shit before us. Fucked up. And none of them are posting all over the network about whatever they found which goes to show how altruistic everyone is. Meaning: not at all."

He runs his fingers along the weld of the door, just to check to see if he could bash it in himself. But that's a no. Not unless he wants to dislocate his shoulder, which he doesn't. And why should he when he has a human decay machine that he can point in the direction of something and make it fall apart?

"Alright, you're up Carlisle. Do your thing."

Look at that, he remembered his name.