"No it's not..." Maryanne tried turning the lock in the door, knowing it couldn't be that simple. But hoping just maybe. The knob just did not turn. Maryanne backed up and sat down on the bed, putting her hands in her hair. Willing her brain to work this out. How could they get out of this room when both the window and the door would not open.
Of course she could try breaking the window, but that seemed a little extreme in that moment. Neither were starving, or dehydrated. Not yet anyway. "Not that this is going to be useful, because the locking mechanism is on this side of the door, and the key would slip in the other side. But look around for a key?" That's the only thing her mind was going to.