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Our intrepid explorers are once again trekking through a bone-dry and filth-filled hallway. CRAIG appears to be having a conversation with himself as he takes uneven steps. NATHANIEL is pointedly scanning every inch of the hallway for potential danger. Abruptly, CRAIG snatches NATHANIEL by his waistband and roughly heaves him backwards. NATHANIEL lands clumsily, bloodying his hands and elbows. He scrambles to his feet, furious. He stomps over to CRAIG, who holds up his hand to say 'stop.' CRAIG takes a very careful step over the wire strung across the hallway at ankle level before inviting NATHANIEL to do the same. NATHANIEL does so abashedly. CRAIG offers NATHANIEL a handkerchief to clean himself of with. NATHANIEL obliges, and CRAIG guzzles from his canteen a third time. NATHANIEL returns the bloodied handkerchief and CRAIG stuffs it into his back pocket before turning on his heels and striding off down the hallway. NATHANIEL quickly follows.
CRAIG and NATHANIEL are panting on the floor with the kevlar umbrellas haphazardly strewn around them.
The pair of explorers are walking through the corridor, seeing nothing except cobwebs and dust. Presently, they happen upon a right turn, which they follow. The path leads to a large rectangular room with holes covering the walls about 6 inches apart. The floor looks different than the corridor they're walking on, and both are hesitant to step on it first, exchanging nervous glances and hand gestures. Finally CRAIG takes a deep breath and extends his foot, pressing on the floor. The sound of unused machinery begins, and CRAIG retracts his foot just as a flurry of glistening darts pass inches from the doorway. BOTH exchange incredulous glances and NATHANIEL looks panicked. CRAIG motions for NATHANIEL to turn around and begins rummaging in his backpack. He pulls out two lustrous umbrella-like contraptions and opens them.
Nathaniel mimics zipping his lips closed, locking them, and tossing the key over his shoulder. He then gives CRAIG a shiteating grin. Craig scoffs.