[color=f26522][h3]Gregory Irving[/h3][hr][hr][/color] 
Moving from room to room revealed little of interest, and instead just made Gregory want to stop and climb back up to the rooftop. Things like a hard to see splatters soaking into the dark carpet or a cushion savaged and torn apart. About to sigh as he exited from another screening room, he found himself stumbling instead as the building shook violently. Different from the rumbles caused by the elephantine construct just moving about, and the sound of cracking concrete and screeching steel told him enough that he didn’t bother going to investigate.

Pocketing the baton as he bolted for the stairs to the rooftop, he wrenched the fire alarm pull station down as he rounded the corner and ran up, drowning out his movements with the alarms that blared to life. Taking several steps at once, he shut the rooftop door behind him to somewhat muffle the alarm before pulling out his phone.

[color=f26522]“Wasn’t seen by it, unless there’s small observers. Isn’t likely it heard me either. Seems to sense things without line of sight. Might be motion based, but don’t bet on that. Let others know, busy.”[/color] Having hurled the bundle of rope off the roof by then, Gregory placed the phone back on his belt and looked down to the ground, at the door, and then the ladder down to the fire escape stairs past that. From the rumbles he could feel, it didn’t seem like the construct was about to stop any time soon. Grimacing, he bolted across the roof for the ladder and stairs and hoped the construct didn’t decide to emulate the Kool-Aid man.