The hovering light follows Rae as she hurries through the shadowy corridors. She only trips once, and not badly - her knee stings something awful and the skin on her palms is roughed, but she keeps going.

The crunching noises follow them, but are not - with their increased speed - yet growing noticeably closer.

Until a large chunk of the crumbly stone floor gives way beneath them suddenly. Rae can't help but shriek as they fall.