Yeah... Maybe. [ But he's not complaining if something is. Because, seriously? he just wants to get out of here, too. Still, the idea gets his pace falling quicker, his footsteps remaining as light as they can.
Soon enough, he reaches the end of the hall where it splits into two. He stands there, thinking a moment. Trying to remember which way they had come from. It's a thought that's cut short by the sound of another set of footsteps and he hisses out a warning under his breath as he's forced to take cover. ]
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Soon enough, he reaches the end of the hall where it splits into two. He stands there, thinking a moment. Trying to remember which way they had come from. It's a thought that's cut short by the sound of another set of footsteps and he hisses out a warning under his breath as he's forced to take cover. ]