"Outward." She stuck a hand inside to see how far back it went, not surprised to find it a shallow closet. It had its uses, obviously, but not enough for a second hiding place for two if their enemies broke in the door.

She closed the door and moved along the wall, nearly colliding with a long table with more on top of it. Her hand brushed something plastic and dark, her eyes registering it as a machine once they became a little more used to the dark. She'd seen it used before. It was harmless and too heavy to be used as a weapon. A pity, that.