You'll break yourself before you manage to break in. Besides me, the only people who can open those doors are the intended occupants. It's fucking rude to enter someone else's dream uninvited, you know.

[ Every one of them is a shrine to the lost. Like so many tombs, they'll probably remain sealed for centuries.

Finally, the twins arrive at a lonely narrow stairwell. It looks more appropriate to a jail tower than a farmhouse, and there is good reason for that, though Ronan doesn't yet explain it. He leads the way up, and the single door at the top of the stair remains ajar, just like he left it. He nudges it further open and takes a quick glance around before beckoning Murphy into his bedroom. Or is it a cell? ]

This one's mine.