Travis knocked on the door once and was answered by silence. He knocked again, this time a bit harder and for a bit longer. This time there was five seconds of silence, followed by movement behind the door. An eye appeared in the door’s peephole for half a second, and then with a click the door opened. An young black haired officer wearing the gold and black Bensen Campus Police uniform looked up at Travis and extended his right hand.

“You must be Agent Davis. Name’s Officer Burress, but that’s not too important.” The young officer walked out into the hallway and gestured towards the inside of the dorm with his left hand. Travis shook the man’s hand lightly.

“How is the girl? Emily, I mean?”

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“She just woke up.", said the officer. "And I have to say, she’s pretty out of it, I doubt you’ll be able to get much out of her.”

“Listen, dealing with troubled people is what I do best." Travis said, confidently. "I’ll give it a go.”

The officer shrugged his shoulders.

“Ok, I’ll give you fifteen minutes with her. To tell you the truth, I desperately need to use the, uh, facilities.”

“Alright Officer, you do your… duty and I’ll do mine.”

Officer Burress laughed and headed off down the hall, presumably towards the lavatory. Travis walked into the room, which was much simpler than he expected it to be. All it contained was a bunk bed(the top bunk fitted with pink sheets and the bottom tie dye), a few posters of fad pop musicians from Canada, and finally a small Buddha statue made out of clay resting on the frame of the bottom bunk. A brown haired girl with ebony skin was sitting upright in the bed, staring at the wall of the dorm room.