Claire smiles, packing a few objects into a small duffle bag. As she leaves, she glances behind her. Claire stops, turns around, and grabs one of the chess pieces that had been knocked over. She stuffs the queen piece into her pocket, moving swiftly out the door.

"We did it!!" Carter cries in releif. He looks back at Claire, who is fiddling with her duffle bag. Glancing up, she says, "Not quite..." Carter sighs, "What now?" Claire smiles, pulling a handgun out of the bag. She raises it up to him, "You know how to use it?" A look of worry falls over his face, "I am NOT going to kill anyone!! This wasn't part of the plan..." He eyes Claire, reaching for the gun, "Why exactly do I need this?" Claire smiles again, "Because we don't have back-up" Carter laughs, his voice quivering a bit, "You mean... We're shooting our way out?!" She nods, sliding a shotgun out of the duffle bag.

Claire advances down the hallway, cocking the gun and raising it. She opens the stairwell door, working her way quickly down a few steps. Carter persues her with great haste, skipping a few steps every once in a while to keep up. Paradox floats downwards through all of the steps, not worrying about falling behind. As the three make their way down the last few steps, four burly men burst through the door from above and begin to chase them. "This way!" says Paradox, "We're almost out!" Carter stops, panting. He looks up at Claire and Paradox. He takes a deep breath in and starts to talk, "I dropped the car keys..."