He'd grown so used to feeling the emotions around him that he hadn't even noticed when that ability was returned to him. The sudden flashes of joy as his fellow Deviants suddenly became aware of their ability to escape. Frustration, anger, confusion, fear, and many other negative emotions still radiated from those around him, but at least it wasn't hopeless anymore. Focusing on the locations of those around him he began counting with the intent of discovering exactly how many were-

A door suddenly crumpling like paper and launching into the far wall startled him from his mental inventory. The noisy bang the action produced served to increase the general level of nervousness around him, but it had also reminded him others were still trapped. He hastily ported into the room across from him, grabbing the occupant by the wrist and porting back into the corridor. His carry-along was a young girl, maybe thirteen, she couldn't have had her powers for very long... Well, there was nothing for it now. He let go of her immediately so she wouldn't think he was threatening at all. Many of the others seemed to have made it free on their own by then, as it turns out it was hard to hold a Deviant, which made it all the scarier that somehow these men had done so, for a while anyway.

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With his mental searching Lucas would stumble across the minds of a large group of guards heading towards the escaping Deviants, their thoughts were jumbled and full of panic. The most that could be discerned was there had been an attack on the facility of some kind, by Deviants no less. Accompanying the image of a middle-aged woman throwing a giant truck off a road with her mind was a location; Toketee Falls, Oregon.

The corridor the Deviants were imprisoned in was the only clean, hospital-like one. At the end of it was another large metal door, which was unlocked, and beyond that was a labyrinth of concrete tunnels leading in all directions. Soon the guards would be on them, and another group of guards- no, not guards, these were bounty hunters, of a kind at least, the ones who had apprehended the Deviants in the first place, and they were coming in from behind. The guards and snatchers were going to pincer them and trap the Deviants in their corridor if they didn't move soon.