Try to pick the door lock

I held my breath and pushed the hair pin into the lock, along with another piece of metal I had found. The old muscle memories started to come back to me, and I could feel the first pin click into place. After that, it was a nerve-wracking fifteen minutes of slow work before the last click heralded my victory. I grabbed the door handle and, with a muttered 'thank you' to my continued luck, I pulled it open.