[Jay...doesn't. He doesn't have some sort of plan.]
[But maybe he can think of one. They can hear Alex, which means they know his position. And that position isn't at the end of the maintenance tunnels.]
[He brings a finger up to his lips, and then points upward. If they talk, Alex can hear them. Then, he motions for her to follow.]
[Quietly, gingerly, he shuffles back toward the entrance to the tunnel system, flashlight casting long shadows against the concrete walls.]
[It's blocked.]
[Where the exit should be--and it should be here, right?--there's a knot of pipes, backed by a concrete wall. New hallways extend to either side. Jay can feel his breathing picking up, feels the dust pricking against his throat. He stifles a cough.]
[The urge to clear his lungs gets stronger, more insistent. He doubles over, wheezing pathetically. He just has to keep quiet. He has to keep quiet.]
[A spike of static burrows into his skull. He loses his footing, shoulder landing hard against a cluster of pipes. The sound echoes.]
[Down the rightmost corridor, through the haze of dust, a pale white oval hangs in the air.]
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[But maybe he can think of one. They can hear Alex, which means they know his position. And that position isn't at the end of the maintenance tunnels.]
[He brings a finger up to his lips, and then points upward. If they talk, Alex can hear them. Then, he motions for her to follow.]
[Quietly, gingerly, he shuffles back toward the entrance to the tunnel system, flashlight casting long shadows against the concrete walls.]
[It's blocked.]
[Where the exit should be--and it should be here, right?--there's a knot of pipes, backed by a concrete wall. New hallways extend to either side. Jay can feel his breathing picking up, feels the dust pricking against his throat. He stifles a cough.]
[The urge to clear his lungs gets stronger, more insistent. He doubles over, wheezing pathetically. He just has to keep quiet. He has to keep quiet.]
[A spike of static burrows into his skull. He loses his footing, shoulder landing hard against a cluster of pipes. The sound echoes.]
[Down the rightmost corridor, through the haze of dust, a pale white oval hangs in the air.]