He makes his way to the concrete path, a sudden realization coming over him when he does so. His movements quicken, his gloomy expression turns to a full smile. When he reaches the door he pauses, quickly lifting his hand still holding his keys and picking out the correct one, shoving it into the keyhole above the knob. He grabs the cold metal of the knob and stands there, his heart racing. His hand is slightly quivering from his excitement, all of his effort going into keeping his breathing steady. He finally twists his hand, pushing the door open eagerly and stepping through briskly, closing it behind himself again.