Lock stayed near his original location, his intention being to scope out everyone else before making any decisions. One girl took him up on his idea and laid out some knives for everyone to use while another had gotten herself hurt, though still managed to suggest grabbing a scrap piece from one of the seats to force open the door with. Another boy then impatiently rushed for it, yanking it out and hastily propping it up near the door. One man's effort was not enough, however, as the other glasses-wearing fellow decided to help out and heave-ho.

So far, everything was going relatively well. As well as you could expect from a psychedelic drug trip come to life, anyway. The homeless-looking one of the bunch decided to toughen up for a moment and stumble over back to his original seat, once again running the risk of the claw bursting through and making them one more person shy. Not that the boy minded; this one's rash actions bordered on uselessness. Someone like him might turn out to be more liable than useful.

"Now, let's investigate a little..." Lock mumbled to himself, turning his back to the rest of the party. Everyone else was too busy sticking around where the claw had burst through the window that Lock figured it would be poignant to check if nothing came from behind them. The boy walked over to the other end of the car, checking out every window he came across. Unfortunately, each one he looked through offered the same sight: Red air with a nasty drop to the bottom. Despite his suggestion, Lock wasn't all that scared of getting near the windows. Whatever that thing was, it was on the other side. Even if there were more like it, him scouting out like this would at least clue the others in to that.

Lock clicked his tongue a few times as he couldn't figure out anything new, unaware of the other boy passing him by to go and grab some medication. If Lock was going to find out anything useful, he was going to need to get out of this car. To do that, he'd either need to rejoin the group in their efforts to force open the door or look for some alternative route. Leaning out of the emergency exit for a better view might have been an option, but that was near the middle. Lock didn't have any intention of rejoining the group just yet. It was then that he spied the emergency exit sticker on one of the windows near the connection door to the next car.

"Perfect."

Lock paced over to the window, tapping it while scanning the surroundings. There didn't look to be anything to break it with nearby, so he was on his own for this one. Checking to make sure the others were not looking, Lock took a step back and prepared to kick the thing open. He braced himself, but just as he was about to kick a voice rang out across the train.

[color=9e0039]“Don’t run. She will find you. Don’t fight. Or I will kill you.”[/color]

"Wh- whoa!?"

The voice caught Lock off-guard, and the sudden rumbling from the roof getting torn open caused him to lose his balance and stumble onto his butt. The boy shook his head to regain his composure and looked up at the new 'exit' created for the party, just in time to see a giant spider-like creature stab into another student and lift them up like a piece of junk on the side of the road. Lock was much too far away to stop the thing and even if he did rush over, it being on the roof made attacking the thing less than ideal. The boy glanced back to the window he was about to kick open. Well, if he knew what was out there anyway...

Lock picked himself up and ignored the rest as they scrambled towards the girl, figuring she was a lost cause at this point. He prepared to kick open the window once again. This time he wanted to create some kind of platform and exit for him to be able to climb on to the roof, with the intent of being able to fight the thing on somewhat equal ground. If it was all hopeless he could still jump off and hope to survive the fall, anyway.