Boots thudding loudly on the corrugated metal flooring, Caz's breath coming out in short gasps as the screams of his former friend - his former coworker - faded behind him.

After awhile, Caz skidded to a stop - slamming his hand to the wall, another on his knee. He shut his eyes, panting from exhaustion; his joints screaming at him because of exertion.

"What... what the fuck."

He gasped out, straightening out his posture again.