#*diclosed

Oliver made his way to 31C, actually scared for Emma's life. She probably didn't know anything about protecting herself, especially from the creep outside her window. He kept a tight grip on the iron pipe he had managed to sneak into D'isigny, scared at the fact that he might have to use it. He stepped in front of Emma's, knocking softly. "Hey Emma. It's Oliver."

Chip, as soon as he received the text of which room Emma was in, opened the door and started jogging down the hall. He didn’t know what she saw or if it was even a person or something else but he didn’t want a friend feeling unsafe when there was something he could do about it. He was too loyal to let something like that happen. “Emma?” He asked softly as he knocked on the door. “It’s Chip.”