When I took that paper from Oliver in the room, I fully intended to leave it at just that. But then I saw the bow and arrow and thought about how great of a weapon that would be to me. Truth was, I was mad at Oliver for so carelessly setting me down and then injuring me while trying to save me because of his mistake.
I took the paper from him because I thought that it would give me some answers as to what was going on and how to move forward. Finding the bow and arrow with it was just a lucky bonus. I exited the room, knowing exactly what I had to do and that it was the only way. I charged out of the room, Oliver on my heels until the bright light hit him. I had a feeling that he couldn’t handle bright lights all too well. I smirked to myself at this thought. It seems as though this mis
