Malfunctioned

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Elijah turned his head upwards, his eyes narrowed nervously as the flashing warning lights slowly stopped, and reached a continuous light, glowing everything in red and black. "Shit- that is bad." The young man grimaced, and forced himself to continue forward, his feet making clomping noises against the floor as he made his way into the hallway, it's narrow corridors making him feel even more claustrophobic. "Well... Perhaps there will be another." He mumbled to himself, and shook his head, dismissing the idea. "We'd better keep moving. Come on mam, as soon as we find a working elevator shaft, we'll be alright..."

In another not-so-far room, Walton was just beginning to open his eyes- their placid blue depths bright, and a sort of confused look come over them. "Oi... Whut... Who- who turned out the lights?" It wasn't supposed to be a joke- the room the current tour was in existed only in darkness, as even the red, emergency lights had been completely destroyed.

Walton seemed to consider this for a moment, as granit, it wasn't a bad idea. His bright eyes, softly illuminating the area ahead of them despite not having candles or a flashlight of some sort. Brusquely, they ran over what appeared to be a grusume corpse sprawled out underneath a large share of sharp glass, a student on a tour, presumably. Unfazed, he moved on, and nodded, as if giving her some credit for the deduction. "Aye- actually, that's most probable, I think. Way to go, g- uh, girl? I'm sorry- what is your name again?" Now hardly sounded like the time for introductions.

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Caroline sighed and followed him, taking a few moments to study the walls and lights flashing overhead. Even if we don't get out soon there has to be some kind of rescuer team or something right? Her thoughts filled with optimism she trailed closely behind him and suddenly realized she had yet to introduce herself. "I'm Caroline by the way."

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"Grace," She responded quickly. She wasn't all that fond of being referred to as girl, and she figured the quicker she told him her name, the sooner
he would stop. "And you're, um, Walton, right?" She asked, thinking that she recalled the guides name from the beginning of what was supposed to be the tour, but she wasn't quite sure, and so, to be on the safe side, she phrased it as a question. Grace swept her gaze across the room, looking for some sort of light, or exit, or other living person. But the only light was coming from the blue eyes of the tour guide, and she couldn't make out anything that wasn't in his line of sight. She wasn't even all that interested in NASA, or anything to do with science, really, which is the main reason Grace was kicking herself for coming on this tour. Yes, lets go on a tour to see something you don't even like, and then almost die and get stuck in the dark with some sort of robot. Good thinking, Grace. She chided herself, and wiped her the sickly sticky red liquid off of her hands and onto her jeans.

 Walton nodded, standing himself whilst dusting off his arms and giving her a quirky sort of smile, none you would ever guess would be robotic. "Actually, yes! Good guess, Gr- Grenda." The cyborg cheered, and turned his gaze around the area, just resting upon a sort of door that was hidden behind a shelf that had fallen during the quake. To say the least, he was pleasantly surprised to see it there. "Oh! Look 'et this- a- a door looking thing I think, I think this is the way out, yes! Yes I remember clearly now. This is it, lads." he nodded, and waltzed over to the door, pressing a button next to it to open it's hinges, and allow it to slide forward.
Except... There was no floor. Walton yelped, and fell backwards against some rubble behind him, looking genuinely startled. 
"Not... Not that one! Wrong door- riight..." he only let the grimace get to him for a moment before he was optimistic again, and stood up fully, heading towards another one. "This one! I am fully almost 50 percent positive it is this one. So-" he nodded to her, stepping back, as he was obviously afraid of opening it himself. "-Go on. I opened the first door- I know you've been dying to open one yourself sooo, knows your chance! Go right ahead!"