[color=silver][color=0099aa]"Sure feels like a maze," [/color]Duncan shook his head, [color=0099aa]"But not... you know, that kind." [/color]

If all the previous stuff they'd found was any indication though, they'd probably be needing the paper later. Perhaps that was the case with the radio too; at the moment, it didn't seem to offer them much else than static. Bummer. [color=0099aa]"So much for the background music, huh. But, yeah, least it works. Kinda doubt we'd get reception though."[/color]

If their phones did not, that old thing definitely wouldn't. Which [i]sucked.[/i] At this point, he was feeling starved for any kind of connection to the outside world, even if it was just one-way. Just to... make sure it was still there. Which it was, [i]of course[/i]. He [i]knew [/i]that, just... the longer they spent locked up here, the more his mind started to conjure up post-apocalyptic horror scenarios. Too many movies, probably.

Duncan was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Pebs cheer - and realized that the car, at least, had moved! Excited by the prospect, he stepped away from the radio in favour of focusing on the remote. He waited until Pebs had reached it before making it back away just in time, then kept making it move back and forth, make a few turns, and finally stop next to Pebs just as he did. There was a giddy gleam in his eyes. [color=0099aa]"I always wanted one."[/color]

An instant later, he realized how silly he probably looked. With a quick cough, he nodded towards the key. [color=0099aa]"Hm, but, um... yeah! Key. Door. Have at it, tiger."[/color]

He picked up his new toy and positioned himself next to the door with screwdriver in tow, ready to take on whatever awaited them on the other side - figuratively or literally.

[right][sup=1][@Typical], [@Alamantus][/sup][/right][/color]