[s3e3] Look At What We Have Here Access

Inside wasn't gold, or drugs, or a murder weapon. It was a stack of Polaroids, all dated forty years ago, and a single, rusted brass key.

"Because," Elias said, sliding the brass key into his palm, "the past isn't dead. It just got relocated." [S3E3] Look at What We Have Here

"Let's go," he said, pocketing the key. "The shift just started." Inside wasn't gold, or drugs, or a murder weapon