The front door was in fact to the right. It was a simple pinewood door with a rather rusty copper colored doorknob. Unfortunately the door itself was locked. Oddly enough, there was no latch, button lock, or chain on the door, despite being the inside of the door. 

     The weeping girl from the book room now stood behind Delilah, having followed her into the small entry hall. Her hair was parted from her face, and the small amount of light from above revealed a sight from a nightmare.

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