â€œNo problem.â€ Carina muttered carefully sidling up beside him, her lips pressed into a thin line and her eyes focused on the manhole in front of her and not the person beside her.  With a heavy push the, thankfully not bolted down,  cover came up and they carefully slid it over to the side. Not a moment later they both slid out of the manhole a quiet exhale of relief came from Carinaâ€™s mouth and a small smile curved up on her face.  â€œGod that feels soooo good.â€ She whispered using  her shirt to mop her brow.<br/><br/>Carina looked about the room hefting the bag on her shoulder. There were no lights of course, and It was empty for the most part, white tiles on the floor  and walls gleamed in the dark, lit up by the moonlight from the window, she supposed this would be the shower.  She walked carefully over to the slightly frosted window, slightly surprised that it was still night. The crawl through the tunnels went on for hours, well it felt like it went on for hours, maybe just a little over thirty minutes.<br/><br/>She jumped and whirred at the deep thud,  Aiden pulled the covering shut over the manhole. Carina smiled at him giggling lightly â€œSorry, guess Iâ€™m just a bit nervous.â€  She quickly averted her eyes  to elsewhere in the room, trying valiantly to keep the redness from her cheeks. She wouldnâ€™t be able to blame the heat this time. There was a moment of silence and Carina studied the room more. Upon spotting a door she cautiously approached it and creaked it open  she was met with darkness and shadows, broken only by small squares of light.<br/><br/>Carina quickly shut it and began shuffling through her sack â€œaha, here we are.â€ She pulled out a thick black flashlight, flicking it on and off once to make sure it still worked, and passed it to Aiden.  â€œThis should keep us from stumbling around.â€