"There should be a pin…"
She said, bending to the side and tapping a random spot on the wall.
It opened up, and inside, much to White's shock, was a pin pad.
'They still use this… these days?'
White mused, but still, it was useless. If they didn't know the correct pin, how were they meant to open it?
As obvious as it was, he couldn't help but doubt that notion when he noticed the lady's attention fixated on the keys.
All of a sudden, a lime-green glow began spilling out her eyes, illuminating the walls and the buttons, before her hands moved robotically.
TAP!
TAP!
TAP!
TAP!
It was a total of exactly four taps, and then
GRUUUUUUM!
The vault door spun open, and she reached for the handle.
When her hand made contact, there were no electric shocks at all, allowing her to pull it open, revealing a dimly lit interior.
She turned back, watching White's jaw loosely hanging in the air.
He snapped out of it under her stare.
"How… how did you do that?"
