As they ran, Jin did their best to keep the two women ahead of them from danger. It felt fruitless somehow, as the scenery warped and changed, and the pursuers kept pace. All the while, there was an odd pressure in this cell – if they even were in a cell anymore. It was as if the very air was hostile and hateful.

After a particular set of warped stairs, the three would come to a dead end. Flat walls, no doors, no corners. Nowhere to hide.

Jin turned and faced the shadow person and creatures, which were closing in slow as if savoring the moment. 

There didn’t look like any way out.