"If they rush Strife tonight, we grab him and head up to the storage area where the pipes and medical supplies are. We get in one of those two rooms and wait them out if necessary. There's only one door in and out. We wedge ourselves to the back of the room and we shoot them as they come through. The door is too narrow for them to come through in a pack. They'll have to come in one by one. We take them out single-file. Unfortunately, the place is on the second floor. We'd have to get out of our block of cells, down the hall, turn left, go down to the second set up stairs, then up. First hallway on the right. First left and right doors. Left is medical. Right is janitor's."

As he spoke, Rufus lifted a fingertip and traced a line in the air to illustrate his point of the path needed to get to the two supply closets on the second floor. It was a show of trust in a way, giving Wallace the pathway to get there before (or without) them if necessary.

The chill came and went with the mention of Pyramid Head, fear and disgust flashing on Rufus' face. A hand rose to rub at his cheek where he had been licked.

"I'd... rather not talk about it."