[ Destruction hallway continues; Yuma pushes the door open and leads the way in, drums shifting on his back. His expression tightens and sours as he takes in the scene. ]
Even here...
[ Blood, blood, blood in every room on this floor. That's what that stain has to be, right? But— ]
III, look, there's a window. [ Tug. Tug. ] Maybe we can get out that way!
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Even here...
[ Blood, blood, blood in every room on this floor. That's what that stain has to be, right? But— ]
III, look, there's a window. [ Tug. Tug. ] Maybe we can get out that way!