[Riku's in the hallway, right under a light. Sweat covers his brow. He stares at a door contemplatively and apprehensively, a hand over his heart. He looks down at his chest and closes his eyes a moment. When he opens them again, he places his flashlight on the floor and balls a fist.

He doesn't seem to either know or care that Cambot's there.]

...It can't stop me.

[Suddenly Riku throws the door open and steps into the darkness quickly, slamming the door behind him. His breathing quickly grows so loud it can be heard on the other side of the door. Whimpers, followed by short cries come before a scream. There's some scrambling on the other side of the door before Riku throws himself out, slamming the door back closed. He sits under the light, holding himself. Perspiration shines on his arms as he whimpers slightly. ...This doesn't seem to be the first time he's done this. His hands go to grip his head.]

...I'mnotafraidofthedarkI'mnotafraidofthedarkI'mNOTAFRAID OF THE DAAARK!

[Riku turns and looks like he's going to reach for the handle again, but his shaking hand falls short and he goes back to holding himself tightly.] I can... I can I can I can...