"Shiloh," Riley started, but had to stop to catch her own breath. She had felt the gripes of panic edging up and coiling around her lungs. The last thing they needed was for them both to panic. "Shiloh, just stop and listen. We have to get out of here and I think I see a way." She swallowed hard, looking toward the dark hole. She didn't like it, not one bit, but if it was a way out of this room...

Her stomach rolled and she had to swallow again to keep the bile from rising. She looked back at Shiloh. "Are you hurt anywhere?" Not that it would matter in a few minutes from the glint of whatever was lining that hole. "Because we're going to need to crawl." With that last statement, she flicked on her flashlight and shone it over at the only chance for escape.

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Chris immediately glared at the chick with her hand on him. Natalie - Na...whatever - why the hell should he give a fuck what her name was. It was Riley's friend, and he supposed he would have to make sure she stayed alive, but of course just like every other stick up their ass chick, she had to pull the 'I'm the only one that knows what I'm doing around here' shit moves. He had half a mind to just snap her arm, but the other half reminded him it was counter productive. A chick that had a knife like that probably knew at least how to use it for one thing or another, or at the very least would be a pain in the ass to drag along with a dislocated elbow. 

With every pound of his head, his thoughts kept getting worse. Counterproductive, even by his standards. He had no clue where Riley was, they had to find Shiloh and Riley, and get the fuck out of this place - priorities if ever he had any. So if he had to listen to this bitch for a minute, then fine. He stepped back, muscles tensed from fighting the desire to just sock her in the face. The hand he had been reaching out pulled sharply from her grasp, a slight hope it set her off balance eve just a little, and raised to his face. Pulling the cigarette from his lips and lowering it, he blew a long stream of smoke out directed at the chick's head and kept blowing until it all left his lungs.