"Thanks! If I end up dying, could ya somehow hire a deity to burn me so ashes don't remain? So I don't help kill the environment? Cheers!" Rai moves away towards the front entrance, and a moment later, so does the Mamba.

"If you're so worried about him dying, then come along," said the voice. "We will not hurt you."
Riiighht.

The door opened, then closed.
It seems he's alone.

Well, he won't know which way they went if he waits more, will he?

Dion wiped his eyes with the back of his hand (no, he says he's not crying) and opened the door as stealthily as he could. He stepped out in silence, and looked around.

((that moment when you feel short))

Of course he wants to avoid the white. Dion looked up, startled by the sudden appearance of one more person.

Dion's eyes were sending panic signals, but he managed to not react with anything else than a tired grimace. White was preferrable to dying anyways.
"One job?" He muttered. "I need to go through. Step aside."

"But I want to go see," he protested.

He scowled. "I'm not! I'm at least a teenager!"

Dion looked at Wiley like the other was crazy.
"His fridge is unopenable," he remarked before going off.

It doesn't seem like getting robbed is one of Dion's concerns, but apparently the possibility of getting locked inside the elevator again is. He heads toward the stairs at a brisk pace and begins to descend them rather quickly. Suprising speed for him.

Phew.
Dion is still zooming down the stairs, almost pretty much sliding on their railings.

Dion thought that they were probably downstairs. He slowed down as he reached that area, trying to listen carefully for any audible signs of their whereabouts.

Dion tensed up, alert for anything. He was stepping carefully now so as to not interfere with his hearing. And to not give away his position either.

((lol))

He frowned lightly. Where could they be?
Those crickets were becoming bothersome. Dion felt like squishing them up.