Eric was on the other side crouching against a wall. He was in this crack that had enough room for at least two people but he was blending into the wall. Mainly from his lack of movement; but mostly because they were really bad at looking in places like that. He peaked around the corner eyes counting how many there were this time. Making a mental note he filed it away and let out a small sigh. He wasn’t close enough for them to hear but it was enough that he went to look and see if they heard.<br/><br/>Standing slowly he turned and moved toward the other side. He was going to be backtracking a bit but at least there were not a lot of guards that way. The other side was pretty close when another guard stopped and turned. The moment he was spotted Eric moved. He grabbed the walkie hand and used it to spin the guy around. Using his arm he wrapped it around the guy’s throat and pressed one hand over the guy’s mouth. A little force and he heard the snap. The guy went limp and he dragged him into the crack.<br/><br/>“This might come in handy.” He muttered grabbing the walkie himself. He held onto it and made his move. He heard over the walkie Kat had been found but not caught; he was thankful for that. Now if only he could get himself out. He started to move and changed direction when he heard where they were going next. When they actually got there he was either hidden or gone. Running very quickly he found a stairwell and smiled taking it down. He had no idea which floor he was on and he didn’t have any windows where he was. He just saw stairs and started to move.<br/><br/>The walkie warned him there were a group heading his way but he couldn’t do anything about it. He was not about to head back up. Walking with the same intensity as the guys coming up when they met in the middle he was thankful it was at a turning point. He smiled, waved, they scrambled to grab their weapons and he used the railing as momentum to push himself over while using the other side to propel him to the ground. It was only the second floor to the first and he’d landed right so no broken bones but his side ached horribly. He held it as he made his way out the door the guys above heading his way very quickly.<br/><br/>Along one of the corridors he passed a window and stopped moving for a second. Ryan? He thought when he saw what looked like shadows moving. With a shrug he continued on. He couldn’t think of that right now, he had to stay focused.