Shuddering from the cold, Willow unsuccessfully tried to pry the door open at the end. Touching the bolt and even staring towards the source of the light Willow tried to get another clue. Of course she would try to open it, even warming the bolt lock's sunflovery head in her hands... For now she did not wanted to use anything to pry open the bolt or the door itself. There must be a way to open it.<br/><br/>While she was quite sure she did not seen any keys in the storage room, she also felt a little lost at where it could be. With her magic she could try to unlock the door, but she did not wanted to use it up, getting more tired, or even show the demoness that she could. It could mean life and death later.<br/><br/>For now, if she had one clue only, Willow had to start looking around for sunflovers, or similar motifs anywhere near by, not wanting to just run back to the other doors or the entrance. But she would, if there was nothing to find near by... After all, there was a third door, and she could keep looking on her way, even re-check the shed door.<br/><br/><b>[Looking for more clues.]</b>