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?
...
