Leon nods. "If its not locked up, I can get us in. Otherwise, we're going to have to put the power on anyway. The key storage wasn't too secure, but it needs juice to open." Of course, the door is less a door and more a fucking troll-resistant bulkhead. It's easy to tell that it is locked. The thing doesn't budge, but the assistance mechanism engages for a few seconds.<br/><br/>"Okay, so unless you have someone else to bring in. Here's the rundown. Power on here. Upstairs to the second box. Um. Um. Kitchen? Yeah. I think it's there. And we get back with the keys. All  of them. Good?"