Oliver swallowed thickly as he entered the almost-welcoming house, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked over towards the signs besides the hallway entryway.

Well, it isn’t inviting to him, yet he wants to go… oh, he definitely does want to go in, so badly.

But he can’t.

He would stumble, legs giving out as he got onto his knees, a low whimper escaping from him. His legs burned like hell, and he would crawl up towards the wall, resting on his side drowsily and curling up.