Kirke’s body landed on top of Asha’s as they hurtled into the corridor, the boulder rolling loudly downward. What the hell? Before Asha could even ponder the absurdity of a casino having corridor boulders he noted the door and the strangers before him. He thought he recognized them from the train ride, however long again that had been now.

“Don’t go up there.” He cautioned, pointing with a shaking finger back from where they had came. His eyes wider than normal. What the hell was going on?