Sam was a bit surprised to see Caelen go right for Olivia, but if he wanted to take care of Olivia, he could do that. Sam was just started to feel all teh more progressively scared out of his wits. He even did a double take when he Angemon having trouble with the door.
What kind of angel is this guy?
At least Angemon managed to open it properly. Eventually. But then he seemed to see somethign else, a gaze which Sam followed. Sam grew pale, his hair standing on end, eyes wide open at the sight he held. Seeing that demonic looking thing, emerging from the warped painting. The sight of the ghostly-looking bakemon fleeing did not help either.
For a moment, Sam was rooted to the spot, shivering in fright as the rest of his body remained arrested. Angemon's words finally managed to penetrate through to his head.
Run. I need to run.
Sam tried to move back, outside, but couldn't. Bakumon finally pushed along, nudging at him.
"Sam! Come on, we need to get out of here," the digimon urged.
With Bakumon's prodding, Sam finally found himself moving backwords, starting to make his way out. Managing to break his sight, he turned and ran like hell, sprinting outside. Once out, he galnced over his shoulder, thinking on something.
Thankfully, she seemed okay though--Caelen coming along with her in tow.