As you and Sprout step out of the elevator, you realise there was another blackout occurring.

"Dang it... again? Our luck today is incredible-" he says as he carefully walks into the darkness, slightly shaking his head.

The enveloping silence and the eerie darkness continued like this for a good deal of time until you noticed a little bit of peculiar movement in between the objects lying around; peering through the dark, you realised it wasn't a Twisted, but it was Sprout, and he was... limping?

Straining your eyes, you noticed that he was also injured.. badly. Clutching his side and doing a half-grimace, half-wince, he navigated himself to a hiding spot behind some crates with his free hand before collapsing onto the floor.

From what you could tell, he needed help. And fast.