[ Philip and mystery doors have a history. One that did not end well for him last time.
So when he spots the door on the first day he doesn't need to think twice about turning around and leaving.
When he returns a few hours later he curses silently to himself.
He sticks around, trying to find out more.
He fails and returns to his room at night.
Only to be completely and utterly unable to sleep.
Eventually he resigns, gets dressed and takes his place in the front hall in the early hours of day two.
And there he's been sitting ever since (on a blanket on the floor), away from the bulk of the crowd, glaring and wary eyes fixed on the thing in front of him. ]
I hate you.
[ It's unclear whether his remark is directed towards the door or himself. ]
So when he spots the door on the first day he doesn't need to think twice about turning around and leaving.
When he returns a few hours later he curses silently to himself.
He sticks around, trying to find out more.
He fails and returns to his room at night.
Only to be completely and utterly unable to sleep.
Eventually he resigns, gets dressed and takes his place in the front hall in the early hours of day two.
And there he's been sitting ever since (on a blanket on the floor), away from the bulk of the crowd, glaring and wary eyes fixed on the thing in front of him. ]
I hate you.
[ It's unclear whether his remark is directed towards the door or himself. ]