Umm...
yes?
Anne
warned me about
him...
Have we met
before?
Y-yeah,
I mean... we've
talked.
But, um,
it's okay if you
forgot.
...Refresh
my memory.
Um,
well... I
introduced myself
a couple of weeks ago
when I started
this job.
A couple of
weeks ago? But
I just got
here...
Oliver looks a little nervous, chewing his lip and fiddling with his tie. Despite his large stature, he doesn't exude a threatening presence at all.
Then again,
if he and the other
security guard are on the
same team, he can't be
as innocent as
he looks.
...You seem
a little, um,
tense.
...is
something
wrong?
And another
security guard
just attacked
me.
I have
no idea what's
going on or why I'm
doing here.
SIGH...
Oh God, I
think they killed
someone...!
WHAT!?
Oliver jumps to his feet and sweeps the beam of his flashlight up and down the hall, looking for threats.
Not
here...
It was up
on the fourth
floor.
Erm...
I follow Oliver's gaze to a wall placard that reads "Floor 4". The numbers on the doors also begin with 4s, just like the ones I saw upstairs.
...I must be
misremembering...
...I guess
it was somewhere
upstairs, then.
But...this
is the highest
floor...
What are
you talking about?
I ran down 4 flights
of stairs!
Er...Do you
remember what the attacker looked
like?
...
...?
...They
didn't have
a face.
...Huh? You
mean you didn't
see it?
Maybe
they were wearing
a mask...
A mask...?
That had
to have been
it...
Oliver looks as though he's trying to figure out what to do with me.
It
is pretty
late...
So what?
You think I imagined
it?!
No,
no, of course
not!
Then
shouldn't you
call the police
or something?
Er...
well...
They
don't usually
take these kinds
of things very
seriously.
"These
kinds of
things?"
Just... this
place has kind of a
rough reputation with
law enforcement.
We call
them for help
sometimes, but... it's
been a while since
they've sent anyone
out.
This place
is a nightmare... I
need to get out
of here.
Listen, um...
if it would make
you feel better, I- I can walk you
home.
...
My first instinct is to refuse his offer, but the thought of running into the faceless security officer alone terrifies me. While I don't fully trust Oliver, his company is more appealing than the alternative for now.
I’ll
be out of here
faster with a
guide.
...and
I'm pretty sure
I could outrun him
if I needed to.
...Just
to the front
door would
be fine.
Oliver perks up noticeably and I hope I haven’t miscalculated. He holds out his hand to me with a bright smile which quickly dims when I ignore it and stand on my own.
Whatever.
I don't need him
for anything other
than directions.
Awh get the feeling Oliver is nervous because he tried to flirt to our main character before....?
There's some sort of glitch where it says the next unlocked episode isn't unlcoked?
i’m wondering if this apartment building is like a resident evil-esque repeating infinite room type situation….
oooooh :)
he looks like oli (ros)
Aw Olivers such a sweetheart
Im so curious the context for which cops are often called, and also how theyve met before
Love how nothing’s matching up quite right 👀
Poor Oliver's discomfort is palpable this chapter. I really enjoyed the exchange here!