You gather your belongings and head into the foyer. You reach for the door handle, and pull, but… nothing! You tug at it again. Letting go of the vacuum, you pull with both hands.

“It won’t budge!” you cry to Sophie. Sophie stares in disbelief, mouth agape, and then starts yanking on the second door handle. You both try pushing as well, but no luck.

“Well, this is great,” Sophie snorts, leaning on the door. “So much for our quiet getaway. I guess we have to find that maid and get her to open the door. But which way did she go?”

It’s up to you.

Look for her through the sitting room.
Look for her through the lounge.