"This is where it starts, isn't it?" Liz said, gesturing with one sweep of her hand. "We all arrive here. If there's a door in, there has to be a door out."

She knew that she wouldn't find any answers. She knew that looking was a waste of time, but she was tired of sitting around doing nothing. At least trying would give her some sense of almost accomplishment, like she was doing something to contribute towards the escape efforts. Liz wanted to go home.