Marty took a few hesitant steps forward, using his weapon to point his flashlight into the bland darkness of the hallway. [i]Nothing but doors and dusty colored lines[/i], he thought, [i]hopefully one of these leads to the room "Blue 5," I'm guessing the blue one. Father help us if the Warden is just messing with our heads.[/i] 

   The others had their back turned while Marty slipped by them through an open door, his breath echoing loudly behind his mask. Behind the door was a large room that felt colder than the hallway. Slowly Marty panned his light from left to right, there was nothing too see on the walls but more grey with colored lines. Marty would have turned to look in another room except for the massive gaping hole where there was supposed to be floor. Reluctantly he shined his light into the hole, the small L.E.D. flashlight only penetrated about 30 or 40 feet down which was just enough to illuminate the broken edges of some lower levels before getting swallowed up by the inky darkness. He then shifted to shine his light on the ceiling where he saw metal and concrete that looked jagged and blackened. 

    "Guys," Marty said out loud, still looking up, "I think something really big fell through here... at least, I hope it fell."