[For a moment there is no sound, no answer from inside. And then, quietly-- wavering, just a little--]
Hold on...
[And a few seconds later, the scrape of the peephole, followed by the slow succession of the locks clicking open. She looks shaken, cracking the door to look at him. Safe and whole, but troubled.]
☞ But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight
Hold on...
[And a few seconds later, the scrape of the peephole, followed by the slow succession of the locks clicking open. She looks shaken, cracking the door to look at him. Safe and whole, but troubled.]