Securing the Threshold

Night had taken over the stairs, but the wooden wedge was holding the door like a loyal soldier! That was not enough defense for me. A dark corridor needs absolute control! I stomped over to my junction box vault, retrieved my final fat pine nut, and marched it straight to the threshold. Right on the concrete sill sat an empty heavy tin tuna can caked in dry dust. Perfect fortress lantern! I wedged the can upside down next to the propped wood, popped the pine nut on top as my guard post tribute, and backed my heavy spiked shell against the doorframe. Gwahaha! The door is locked open and the post is claimed!