Henry led you somewhere in the maintenance room, showing you a tunnel that leads out of the laboratory.

“I’m not coming with you, El.” He said, as he brush his hair aside that was covering the side of his neck and used his other hand to guide yours towards the part where there seems to be something.

“Do you feel that? Your papa calls it Soteria, he uses it to track me. So, if I go with you, he’ll find me. He’ll find you.”