The generator's light blinded Eli as it came to life . . . but relief flooded through him nonetheless. This meant they could leave now, right?<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"We've got four more to do . . . "</span>Four more? Eli's hope dissipated as Nea gave them her orders. And while he wanted more than nothing else to just finish those four machines as fast as possible and get the Hell out of this place, he owed Jake one. It would have been himself on that hook instead, hanging in wait for those monstrous claws to bare down and claim him. He nodded, watching her sneak away with an ease he could only hope to one day possess. That's when he noticed Carter's unsure gaze as they were both left to their own devices.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff"> "Suppose we should do as she says," </span>he nodded as he began to walk away, towards where Jake's agonized voice had echoed from. Turning back, he couldn't help himself.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff"> "Yeah, you too. Just . . . be careful, alright?" </span>Eli never wanted a repeat of their first experience in this place. Ever again.<br/><br/>With that, he left the tower, and Carter with it, deciding to be more cautious in his approach from here on out. If she didn't see him, if she didn't hear him, then she couldn't hurt him. That's how these things worked, right? He could see Jake hanging limply from the hook in the distance, his groans of pain sending a ache of sympathy through Eli's own shoulder. With no screeching specter in sight, he made a run for it, nearly freezing in fear when he heard the nurse's screeching from behind. But she was blessedly far away and Eli reached Jake's side safely, doing as Nea had instructed and freeing him from the hook. Jake grunted in pain as he was lowered to the ground, but waved him away from the hook and behind a pile of logs.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#006600">"Come on. With her speed, she'll be back here in a second." </span>However, Eli highly doubted that as another excruciating cry split the night. Unconsciously, he made a step towards Carter's voice, wanting to help the other man who'd been dumped in this nightmare with him, but Jake pulled him back.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#006600">"You have to patch me up. Now! Before she smells my blood!" </span><br/><br/>Reluctantly, Eli obeyed, pulling his bandages from his pocket and wrapping Jake's shoulder to staunch the blood flow.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff"> "Thanks, by the way. For making her drop me back there." </span>Jake released a cocky laugh, standing to observe his bandages.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#006600">"Not half bad for a rookie. And don't sweat it. Anything to piss off an Entity's slave." </span>Before Eli could ask what the Entity was, he was cut off abruptly.<br/><br/>Speak of the devil and he . . . or she, will appear. As Jake and Eli stood from their hiding place, the air whooshed around them and the two were bathed in that dreaded red light. And Eli wasn't fast enough this time either.