Taking the lead this time, Sechs continued his dash down the corridor until his flashlight caught sight of the exit door. He slowed down to a tired trot until he reached his destination, panting more from the pain and lingering sickness than just the exertion of running.

"Ok... Rec field's through here," Sechs explained, his tone strained slightly as he fought to repress his tired panting. "We gotta get to the wall on the other side as quick as we can, but we can't attract any attention, got that? There's gonna be someone or something out there... I know..."

And with that warning, Sechs shoved his shoulder against the door and pushed it open to the outside field.

[To here.]