Rooney's holed herself up in the library, by herself hiding from the Scissorwalker. Although it's a little lonely, it feels kind of good.

No more sneers, no more 'jokes', just her and her thoughts. And books! Lots of books.

"Hm..." Rooney looks around, she's basically set up the shelves and bookcases as walls, she's making sure that ghost or whatever it is, isn't nearby.