He turned and stared at the connecting door. Should he check on Piper?
He dropped his gaze to the floor. He didn’t know her. Still, something inside urged him to make sure she was okay. The silence was only broken by the occasional rumble in the distance, which grew louder again, though.
He listened as he moved to the door. No sound from across the hall. What was he expecting though?
“Shit,” he muttered and rushed along the small passage.
He was about to knock when the door flew open and Piper stood in front of him, protecting her eyes with her hand from his torch light.