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Alyssa was right; her wrist ached for a moment and then the pain subsided and all but disappeared. It looked hideous, especially because through her insipid skin, the fractured bone was visible, blotted with burst blood vessels. Kyna looked up as the man above - Dean - shouted if they could find a way up or if he should come down. She softly shook her head and knew this cavern was impossible to escape from the bottom up. The rock was a certain sandstone based type. It was also laced with an organic microbe. It would crumble under the pressure and heat of human beings - even placing a hand upon it would heat the organic matter within and cause the stone to, essentially melt upon itself and decay. She went to let this Alyssa know - the name was familiar to Kyna for... some reason - but was cut off as Alyssa announced they would be going after Sean and the moss would lead them as far as it stretched.

"That's something" Alyssa noted and Kyna nodded. "The moss goes almost the entire length of this system, for the moisture comes from beneath us and allows the moss to coat the rockforms-" she stopped herself, she was rambling. She cleared her throat. "Kyna. I'm Kyna Flynn, geologist." She squinted up at Dean and for the first time since the virus became evident in her body, her eyes unfocused and blurred, fuzzy with the whitish film that coated her irises. She blinked, rubbed her eyes and they righted themselves again. Her heart thudded. Panic squeezed her lungs. Her condition was starting to disintegrate. She said nothing of it, instead looking to Alyssa.

"Why are we going after him? What is the point?"