After making sure she had been so quiet, Kat was a bit shocked, and frustrated, when they had spotted her again. She made a dash for it. Her sights set for a door that looked pretty promising. Well, not really promising but more like too good to be true. There was only one man in front of her, ready to attack when she got close enough. The strike was easily anticipated and she managed to get out of the way quick enough to counter. Once he was taken care of, she continued on as if the encounter had never happened. She slipped into another shadowy area to see if she could lose the others following her. It worked for a little while, until another close encounter forced her to kill another grunt. Unfortunately the kill had not gone unnoticed. She really seemed to be having bad luck when it came to escaping this place.<br/><br/>In her defense, this tedious layout really didn’t help much either. Kat really hoped she was going the right direction now.<br/><br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>Ryan was about to speak to his prisoner when he heard Eric’s voice behind him. “I’m coming to your rescue.” He looked over his shoulder at him but did not return the smile; his expression was rather grim. “At least this saves me the trouble of having to tear this building apart to find you.” Despite being relieved that Eric was alive, he was still pretty upset about being woken up. His men hadn’t helped either, making him feel like he was wasting his time, needing their hand held, questioning why he was here rescuing Eric and Kat in the first place. Their distain towards the military was all he had heard from them when he wasn’t barking orders or telling them to shut the hell up. As a result he was tired and just not in a good mood at all, so he really couldn't muster a smile right now.<br/><br/>“I hate to interrupt.” One of his men said suddenly. He seemed pretty nervous, not that he blamed him. Everything was pretty on edge at the moment. “But I think someone is heading our way. Several people from the looks of things, I think we should get out of here before they catch us.”<br/><br/>“Obviously.” Ryan sighed.<br/><br/>The man under him started to struggle to grab for both his pistol and his walkie-talkie. Ryan turned his attention to the grunt smirked at him, “I guess I no longer have use for you.” He pressed his knife harder against the man’s throat, and then dragged the blade across the skin. Blood poured out of the deep wound and no sound was made; death had been instantaneous. Standing, he straightened himself and looked at Eric, “We could go back out the way I came in.” He said, gesturing towards the hallway he had come down a moment ago. “It’s already been cleared out.” And, he reminded himself, clearing it out had been a pain in the ass. Hopefully it was still clear; otherwise he wasn’t sure how the hell they were going to get out of here. He didn’t like this place at all. Everything looked the same, and it was difficult to navigate.