Chapter Four

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Emily and Oliver are sneaking around, heading for Dean's office. 


Oliver: You're super sure, he has a map?

Emily: Yes. 

Oliver: Couldn't it be anywhere else?

Emily: He's really organised. 

Oliver: Is he organised in killing too? 

Emily: I mean, probably. 

Oliver: Okay, I'm heading into the hallway, got my back?

Emily: Stop doubting me. 


Oliver opens the doors that leads to a long dark hallway scatted with furniture, on either sides are messy offices. 

Oliver hides behind a desk and Emily follows. 


Oliver: So what floor did you say it was on? 

Emily: The third floor. 

Oliver: Right, we just need to watch for guards. 

Emily: Pretty much, most of the stairs have got furniture blocking them. 

Oliver: Most?

Emily: There's one that is empty but it's on the other side of the building. 

Oliver: Fuck. 


Oliver and Emily move forward and hide behind another desk. 


Oliver: Any other ideas?

Emily: Not that I can think of. 

Oliver: We really didn't think this through. 

Emily: We didn't. You're right, but we're here now so we aren't bloody turning back now. 

Oliver: You're damn right Emily. 

Emily: So what part of England are you from? 

Oliver: How about we get to know each other and stuff after we get out of this deathtrap of a building?

Emily: Right sorry. 


Oliver rushes a bit forwards, Emily follows him as he stops in front of the lift. 


Emily: It doesn't work. 

Oliver: I'm not saying we ride in it. 

Oliver: I'm saying we climb it. 

Emily: Are you insane?


Oliver starts to look around for something to pry it open. 


Emily: You're insane. 

Emily: I'm working with an insane person. 

Emily: I'm going to die.

Oliver: Help me look. 


Emily starts to help Oliver look.


Oliver: Coventry. 

Emily: What?

Oliver: Where I'm from. 

Emily: I thought we we're going to discuss it after we got out of here?

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