Ben starts running at almost the same instant as Cole, hope stirring in his chest. There is definitely light, now, increasingly rapidly as they run. The sound of their footsteps is so much louder when they are moving this fast, but Ben doesn't look back for potential unwanted company. They are so close-
And then all at once, as instantly as it had appeared, the tunnel is just gone, and the sound of Ben and Cole's footfalls changes. They are in a corridor, in the Anchor. The light is no longer natural light, but it is bright and familiar and they are out.
Ben lets out a ragged sigh of relief, doubling over, free hand braced on his knee, just taking a moment to be grateful they got out. That awful place with all that horror seeping out of the walls and the smell of old blood and all the shadows and filth. He takes a moment to catch his breath, less from the running and more from the onslaught of emotions now that they are safe and free.
(Or at least as safe and free as anyone is in the Anchor).
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And then all at once, as instantly as it had appeared, the tunnel is just gone, and the sound of Ben and Cole's footfalls changes. They are in a corridor, in the Anchor. The light is no longer natural light, but it is bright and familiar and they are out.
Ben lets out a ragged sigh of relief, doubling over, free hand braced on his knee, just taking a moment to be grateful they got out. That awful place with all that horror seeping out of the walls and the smell of old blood and all the shadows and filth. He takes a moment to catch his breath, less from the running and more from the onslaught of emotions now that they are safe and free.
(Or at least as safe and free as anyone is in the Anchor).
"We made it."