Julian needed a place to stay, and being a wanted man, he couldn't in his right mind go to an inn or stay anywhere so obvious. Then, he stumbled across your abode... with a door that looked awfully lock-pick-able.

It wasn't ethical, but he was desperate. It took him some time, working with clumsy fingers until he heard a distinct 'click' and was able to quietly open the door, closing it behind him.

Having successfully snuck inside the dark room, Julian felt relieved. That was until he tripped over the carpet, landing on his face with a loud, and very much alerting,

THUD!