Phin looked around the bars and located not one but two padlocks. How was that even possible? What the fuck was going on in this place?! He gripped the bat and stomped his way to the bedroom door. Outside it he stopped and took a deep breath. He didn't need to scare the kids. He opened the door quietly and stepped in. "There...are bars on our window." He told her through a clenched jaw. He was tempted just to storm the lobby with the baseball bat and get them free of this damn place. They could bunk with his parents until they figured out what was going on in their building.