<em>Wow. The only word Corey could comprehend as they ran for their lives from a wave of rushing snow. He was scared to death, but after the door shut and they knew they were safe for the moment, Corey actually laughed a bit at the comic aspect of it all. He untangled himself from the pile of people, since half of them had fallen to their faces, tripping over each other trying to get through the door. He kicked off his own ski's, and sought out Sanshi. He liked her a bit, and was enthused by the fact that she was a foreigner and a pretty girl to boot, but she was heart-warmingly adorable when she first saw the snow. Although he went to school with the rest of them, he wasn't amazingly familiar with them, and could barely muster their names half the time.<br/><br/>When Sanshi seemed frightened by the prospect of no escape, he put a hand reassuringly on her shoulder. </em>"We'll get out of here, the only question is when."<em> He pulled the razr from his pocket and flipped it open: no service. He didn't expect anything different, really.</em>"A few of us have phones, and pretty much all cell phones nowadays have GPS. I'm sure the tracking satellite has some aspect of time-record, and it can tell when and where we went out of service..."<em>What a ladykiller, he thought sadly to himself. All his techno-babble probably confused the hell out of her, and he probably didn't sound reassuring at all.</em><br/><br/>"Well uhh..."<em>the rest of his sentence was mumbled, and involved the words 'finding the lighting', and he hurried off towards the lone girl who had gone to find them. It wasn't a few seconds, however, before he heard some sounds from the other room, and Miranda walked out, and now he just felt as if he had no purpose here.</em>"I'm going to check upstairs,"<em>he announced sheepishly, before trudging up the heavy wooden steps in his winter socks.</em><br/><br/>(Can we assume this is a two-story building or not?)