Whitman listened to the noises the 1000-year-old door made as it slid, twisted and released vents of steam from the opening gaps at the side.
“Anyone else think this is a little elaborate for a door opening.” He joked smiling to himself
Jason looked out as the door finally opened revealing the outside world and was hit by the still warm air flowing into the Vault, he coughed as a bit of dust went down his throat. Looking at the door it seemed to be almost completely covered in rust, he turned to look at the technician and smiled. “You should oil that door. It’s a bit rusty.”