Rosemary crept through the dark building anxiously, her hands up to her chest as the lights flickered off and on. Lord knows how she hates coming here, how she hates lingering around the back, asking anyone— anyone if they’ve seen any sign that Jack may still be alive..

..Still. She can’t give up hope now, she must continue. She continued to walk, her bottom lip quivering as her eyes darted around. Her shoes clacked against the floor, coming to a halt when she saw a dark figure standing away from her.

“..Hello..?”