Reaching the exit, you come across another problem, one that you should have considered, but somehow failed to think of. "Wait a minute, the door is locked, how am I suppose to get out?" you wonder. You're already drained from having used the charm of opening on the display case earlier, so using your meager magical skills to escape is out of the question, even if you though you could use them to force the door open, which is doubtful, not to mention that doing so would almost certainly activate the museum's security alarm. For similar reasons, attempting to force the door would be a bad idea, as the last thing you need is to arrested, searched, and subjected to a round of twenty questions, as well as possible criminal charges by the local police.
"Okay brush, lets see what you can do." you mutter to yourself. Pulling the magical painting tool out of the pocket of your coat, you begin to paint, leaving a series of lines of black rubber in your wake, until, in place of a blank wall, beside the exit door is another door, much like the sort that might be found in any home.
"Okay, now lets see if this works." you think before reaching out, grasping the handle and turning it. The rubber coated door swings open easily, cool night air rushing in from outside. Wasting no time, you exit the building, before turning back towards your improvised escape hatch. It wasn't as though you could simply leave it there, someone would almost certainly notice, and that's not something you want, not yet at least. Swiftly, you begin painting over the door, the rubber being drawn away from the wall and back into the brush, until their's only a solid wall once more, all visible traces of your handy work totally obliterated.
"Well, that was handy. Now, what to do with you?" you wonder, gazing down fondly at the rubber brush as you contemplate all the wonderful ways you could use your new found powers. Such considerations are best left for latter however, as it would be best to be well away from the museum as soon as possible, just in case someone should discover your switch and begin asking around about whether anyone saw anything odd.
Though it's well after dark by this point, the walk back to your apartment building is a short one, as both it and the museum are located just east of the main campus only a few blocks apart from one another, and you arrive home without incident. Stepping inside the old stone brownstone building, you turn to make your way upstairs...
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