“Please sit,” he says, indicating two leather chairs. The two of you sit and he says, “Please wait just a moment,” and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

“Wow, hunk city!” Sophie exclaims, grinning. “And he’s rich! This is turning out to be pretty interesting!”

“He is pretty cute,” you agree. “But,” you frown, “If I married him I’d be Alex Alexander…”

“Who’s talking about marrying him? I just wanna…” Sophie stops in mid-sentence as you hear a click. Then you hear a scream!

Jumping up, you grab the doorknob of the door the man just exited. You rattle it but no use! It is locked. “Not again!” you moan. Your eyes spin around the room. There is another door. You head towards it, but Sophie says, “But we don’t know where it leads! Cute guy or not, I’m ready to get out of here. Maybe there is a key for the locked door somewhere in this room.”

What do you do?

Search for a key.
A door is a door. Try the second one.