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As Jess was yanked along down a hallway by Michael she shot a couple more zombies, then he tripped and slid across. Since his grip had still been on her, she went down as well; sliding to a stop, the door closing just a couple inches from her feet with a loud heavy thud. She sighed to herself, grateful that she had actually passed the door completely, even if by a couple inches. She got to a sitting position on her knees in order to catch her breath and checked herself for injuries; bruises and scrapes, but thankfully no bites.

"What the fuck just happened?" Michael asked Jess, the look on his face disconcerted her a little, thinking at how calm and straight his face usually was.

"I don't know, a trip wire maybe?" Jess offered, she said this more as a joke to help lighten the mood because she knew it must be more of a rhetorical question than one that he was actually wanting an answer for. Though, it might also be that he really did want an answer that he knew Jess wouldn't have, but still felt the need to ask it as if that would help whatever was going through his mind. Jess gave a short laugh to herself at the thought of all this just being caused by a trip wire, then she remembered what Michael had said about Toby being gone.

"So...um....what exactly happened back there?" she asked tentatively, "Where did Toby go?" Her breath finally caught up, she stood up and dusted herself off. She walked over to Michael offering a hand to help pull him up, her shotgun loosely held in her other hand. She looked around, her eyes adjusting to the near darkness they had wandered into, if it wasn't for Michael's light they would be in complete darkness of that she was sure. What could be seen there wasn't much of, some rubble, the scratched walls, a couple cells. Then there were numbers on top of the cells, she wondered if they could use those to navigate through; to the car in cell block D, to find Toby, or to get the Hell out.