[With no door and the encroaching darkness, it's hard not to be reminded of his recent imprisonment, stuck for hours, with no idea of when it would end, if it would end. Lan Zhan had seemed convinced that the first was a warning, and the second... well, if the eyes still multiplying across the room were any indication, it did seem like things had escalated.

So far, nothing had attacked, just like before. It was the solitude, the unknown, how long this might last, that was most difficult to deal with. Ah, and he'd said he would be careful.

Lan Zhan was going to be so mad.

And what about Zewu Jun? Was he okay? Had he been pulled away too? He really should have warned him of the possibility, but honestly he'd been more concerned with running into staff, like last time, than he was with rooms suddenly becoming prisons.

Just as he's about to slump against the blank wall, he startles when a heavy thump strikes against it. A second lands not long after, and a sliver of light breaks through the dark room.

This time the voice isn't muffled or far away, and it's clearly Lan XiChen.]

Zewu Jun! I... I'm fine, the room just shut behind me. If anyone comes, you have to run, okay? They're faster than you think and they'll take you too!

[He tries to keep his voice steady. If nothing else, at least Zewu Jun can escape, right?]