"Does anything look like a keyhole?" He runs a thumb over the key still in his grasp. If they needed a key to be here there was probably somewhere to stick it, right? Eight wouldn't just drop them into this inescapable room without purpose, surely.

"If you can get to it, I'll know where to bring the key to." Luka attempts to explain. "Since the room is so bright, I can see where you're blocking out the light."