Finally, the stairs ended. One by one, they each took the final step, emerging into a wide hallway. They all stood restlessly shifting from one foot to the other. The need to move, to take some sort of action was palpable among them. Peri closed her eyes, her lips moved as she murmured. A few moments later, her eyes snapped open and she pointed to the right.
“That way,” she said curtly and began walking. Peri felt the undeniable urge to hurry, the knowledge of their limited amount of time, foreboding, in the back of her mind.
They hadn’t been walking for longer than two minutes when Jen suddenly stopped. Her eyes were unfocused as she looked down the hallway and her breathing had become labored.
Cynthia stepped up beside her and laid a hand on her shoulder. “Jen,” Cynthia spoke her name
