Somthing bolt from the vent and vanish from sight, the snarling in the vent had stop but you could feel the gaze of unseen creatures was burning a metaphoric hole at you. The mecanical whirring above your head brought your attention on the unsafe amount of cameras litering the place.

"This reminds me of back in OCLandia (sorry, still thinking of a name for my OC Town)..." Olivia attempts multiple things to look in the camera: Climbing the wall, jumping, tricking, running up the wall. She eventually decided to climb into the vents instead. "Ok. Creepy. If Anne and Katie show up I'll be so happy right now..."

I try to see if the number was looking at something.

The vent was small, dark and littered of claw mark, you were forced to crawl in a cramped space with no room to turn around once you were in. Somwhere in the labyrinth of metal you could hear somthing large crawl at an alarming speed toward you.

It seem like it have been chased from the dorm's vent by another number, you felt like that was also the reason why the others wern't using that path to go in the rooms. You also notice someone going in that same vent, it seem like a new human had enter the experiment.

Olivia, knowing it's too late to turn back, decided to press on, with her friend's advice in her train of thought: 'If you give up, you're a wimp. If you fail, you are dead. Don't become either, please!'. "I'm not giving up, and I'm not dying. Hello? Hello?" She continues through the vent.

I give the person a concerned look. Entering a vent a number was in without much knowledge about them did not seem wise.

The thing that you could only assume was a Number came into vew. Saying that it was large was an understatement, the simple fact that it could move at all was a clear indication that it had no joints. His skin was colorless and his eyes were so dark it was almost like staring in a swirling abyse. It stopped so close to you that you could feel it breath in your face and growl, the same creaking growl that you had hear when you were in your room.

It seem like the scenary faded away and you found yourself looking at the kitchen wall, in front of the blue eyed Number. You felt like he had allowed you to see somthing from another part of the complex and was now smirking slightly.

"Hello, sir." Olivia greeted the Number politely, as to not anger him. "How are you today? "