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He can't get out, can he?
No way.
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STEVE DRAGGED A POCKET knife across the top of an Imperial Panda box.
He opened it up to reveal some kind of metal case. "Can I open it?" Savannah suddenly asked. The group looked at her weirdly. "What? I'm bored." She said cluelessly.
"How can you be bored when we literally- never mind." Steve cut himself off and moved out of the way to let the girl reach in and turn the weird handle in the middle making a hissing sound, she then pulled the lid up to reveal four more weird handles. "That's definitely not Chinese food." Steve muttered as Savannah placed the lid onto the box next to them.
"Uh, maybe you guys should, you know, stand back." Steve motioned for the other four to back up. "I wanna open it through." Savannah said. "You have kids." Steve pointed out making her pause. "I do.. you're right. My... my children. Yes." She gave a thumbs up before backing up with Robin and Erica.
Dustin stayed by Steve's side. "No." He said. "Just step back, okay?" Steve tried to push him away. "No."
"Step back, seriously."
"No! No!"
The older brunette turned to Dustin. "If you die, I die." The curly headed boy said. Steve shrugged, knowing Dustin wouldn't take no for an answer. "Okay. Okay."
Steve reached down, turning one of the handles before pulling on it. He revealed a large capsule that held green liquid in it. "What the hell?" Steve muttered. "What is that?" Robin asked
A rumbling sound pulled their attention away from the capsule. "Was that just me, or did the room move?" Dustin asked. "Booby traps." Erica whispered from between Robin and Savannah. The room began to shake more making Robin step forwards, grabbing the liquid out of Steve's hand. "You know what? Let's just grab that and go."
Dustin turned to the control panel, pressing the button that would open the door. "Which one do I press, Erica?" Dustin asked in a rush tone as he slammed his finger down. "Just press the damn button, nerd." Erica yelled back. "Which one? I'm pressing the button, okay?"
