"It's a safety failure worthy of litigation at least." Molly huffed. "No keyswipe inside. This is a dangerous situation for the unresourceful. If we were to die in here you may never let me forget it for the rest of eternity."
Molly shook her head and patted Savannah's shoulder comfortingly. "We aren't going to expire in a closet. Even if coming out of the closet is difficult, it needs doing."
Molly pointed to the door. "It swings inside. The hinges are in here."
Confused often, yes, hard to understand, definitely, but Molly was both sane and intelligent, if a bit flawed in her decision-making skills.
"We need a flathead screwdriver,a hammer and a wrench. Maybe something to pry the door open with. If the proper tools aren't available, improvisation will work." She grinned, personally excited about the whole adventure. "We're bustin' out of this cell."