Somewhere between all the chaos with Ned and dealing with the body, Laura has managed to duck away from everyone and get some space for herself. She can't think of anywhere else to go, so it's not long before she's making a very focused beeline for the house. The broken lock freaks her out more than anything today, and as soon as she's inside she slams the door behind her forcefully.

There's blood all over her shirt still, more than she'd realised at first. Part of her needs it gone right now, but it's been a long day and she's having a hard time logically thinking anything through. Instead of walking into her room, or even finding a new shirt, she just stays at the front door with her back firmly pressed to the back of it, grabbing the hem and rubbing her hand hard against the stain as though that's going to do anything at all.