The world was coming to an end around them.
CRASH!
A huge part of the ceiling fell onto the floor, making series of cracks spreading very fast at them. Jonah quickly held Vanessa's hand and pulled her back just as the ground beneath them collapsed into a dark pit.
"This way!" Jonah shouted over the roaring chaos. His mind was filled with fear and failure, but his instincts, the survival skills he had learned in the Undercroft, were screaming at him to move.
He sent a desperate command to Trace, his scout that was still somewhere in the facility. He needed a path. An escape route.
An image suddenly appeared in his mind. It was a map of twisting service tunnels, one of which led upwards, towards the outer side of the volcano. "There's a maintenance shaft!" he shouted to Vanessa. "Just past that fallen pillar! We need to get up there!"
