As they walked down the hallway, they checked the rooms as they went through them. There were a few bodies in some of them. Well, mostly guts and other things that were slightly startling. Mostly disgusted both men as they walked along. Ignoring the scents, they tried to think of where they could go. It felt like this area was just one long hallway that never ended. And that they'd be walking until they either starvation. Or Chris would find his way down to them. Ripping either man's head off for his horrible collection. Raphael ignored this as he checked the bathroom. Unsurprised to find splattered bodies on the ground. Though he was a bit surprised at how clogged the toilets were.

He quietly closed the stalls as he went to look for Miles. Not seeing him right away as he called his name. But strangely feeling a cold breeze behind himself causing him to shiver and jump slightly. Looking over his shoulder, he saw nothing there. Then there were fingertips running through his hair. Like someone was next to him. Playing with his hair like Miles did when they hung out. It made him freeze as he tried to understand what was going on. Gasping when it felt like lips were on his ear. A low voice pleaded,"You need to leave here. You're not safe down here...get Miles and go back to the elevator."

"You have to go back.",the voice added. Turning to the voice, he saw nothing. No indication that there ever had been a person either. A cold shiver went up his spine as he raced to find Miles. Who was standing in a lab and looking through paperwork. Most likely looking for a floor plan for this room. Shoving that thought to the side, Raphael said,"We need to go back to the elevator."

Miles turned to him with a confused look on his face. Setting down the files, he asked,"And how do we do that? The automatic doors won't open."

"I..I think the Walrider will fix that for us.",Raphael stated. Unsure if that was true or not. As he didn't entirely understand what the entity wanted. Or if it was truly the Walrider in the first place. When his boss gave him a confused look, he explained,"He spoke to me. When I was checking out the bathroom stalls. Told me that we weren't safe down here."

"And that we need to go back to the elevator.",Raphael added. It sounded completely farfetched. But it wasn't the weirdest thing that had happened to them. Not by a long shot. And he was grateful that Miles seemed to take this seriously. Nodding his head as he followed his assistant towards the automatic doors out of the hallway. When they got within a few feet of the doors leading to them, they were forced open. Chris stood there as he glared at the both of them. Practically snarling as he started advancing on the pair. He called,"NO MORE RUNNING, LITTLE PIGS!"

The pair immediately grabbed each other's hands as they turned and fled down the hall. Chris's footsteps booming behind them as they bolted. Never looking back once as they tried to desperately outrun the bloodied giant. Soon as they turned a corner, they heard sirens ahead of them. Followed by the automatic doors in front of them closing. Red lights flashed just as a dark shadow figure forced its way out. Miles and Raphael slid to a stop in front of it. Both chanced a glance over their shoulders to see that Chris was only a few feet away. And closing fast. They turned back to the shadowy figure and nearly scream as it drew closer. Watching as it flew over them to tackle the terrible giant. Shoving him into a nearby wall as hard as it could. Letting go of Raphael's hand, Miles got out his assistant's camera. Pointing it towards the scene as the Walrider threw Chris around like a rag doll. Slamming his face into the ground, the wall, punching him as hard as it could. Causing horrible cracking noises along with Chris screaming in pain. A moment later, the figure pulled the giant into the air. Hovering with him for a few moments before dragging his body through a nearby grate. Blood and gore spewing from it as the pair continued to watch in horror. Standing there as they tried to process what exactly they'd just seen. Raphael was the first to move as he muttered,"The Walrider just saved us...it accidentally saved us..."

"First time we're lucky and it's in time to see a horror show.",Miles stated. Lowering the camera as he followed after his assistant. This was somewhat lucky for the both of them. But not enough in his mind. If it were real luck, they'd be out of there. Back to some form of civilization and getting back to their normal lives. Putting those thoughts to the back of his mind, he asked,"Now what do we do?"

"I, uh, was hoping you'd have an idea about that.",Raphael answered. It wasn't like they could ask the Walrider. As whatever it was, was now currently dealing with Chris Walker's corpse. Part of Miles felt like it wouldn't help them anyway. And it would probably kill both of them when it had the chance. Shoving this aside, he grabs Raphael's hand as they started walking back the way they came. Debating on whether or not they could override the security controls on the automatic door. When they heard a voice calling out to them from a door they'd overlooked nearby. The voice called out to them telling them that he can explain. Following the voice into a secure room, they saw a man in a wheelchair. One that looked incredibly old. Older than death it seemed. The man's head lay almost on his shoulder as his big eyes stared at them. Moving around in a motorized wheelchair as he spoke through a computer. Quietly, he said,"I know, I'm supposed to be dead. After all, I'm older than sin. But Billy takes care of me."

"Probably thinks I'm his Father. The poor idiot.",he muttered. It didn't immediately click with Raphael who this old man was. But Miles definitely knew who he was. But said nothing as he listened to the old man rant. Telling them about the project. How it worked too well. What they had done was a mistake and that Billy needed to be stopped. Something that his assistant didn't seem to agree with. Quietly shaking his head 'no' as he mumbled the word. Tears slipping down his cheek silently as he glared at the man. But Miles knew it was for the best. There was no way that they could let Billy stay like this. He was too strong. Too murderous. Too dangerous. If they didn't kill him, he'd be a threat to the public. A threat to his and Raphael's well being. There was no way around it, even if he didn't like it either.

Gently squeezing his assistant's hand, he whispered,"It's okay, Raph. It's for Billy's own good. We can't let him continue on this way."

"But-but he's a victim too. That can't be the only way to help him.",Raphael insisted. Looking over at his boss with a grief stricken expression. Feeling utterly guilty at the idea of murdering someone at the request of a doctor. One who had started these inhumane experiments at that. Just didn't seem right in his book. It also didn't feel right. Not just because they were being asked to kill someone. But because it felt like there was another motive behind it. Something more sinister at play that neither man could comprehend in the moment.

But definitely would regret later down the line.

Ignoring this, he grabbed Miles hand with both of his own. Staring him dead in the eye as he pleaded,"Please, Miles. We can't kill him. Please...there has to be another way..."

"There isn't and you know it. I'm sorry, Raph. But I gotta do this for his own good. For everyone's own good.",Miles stated. Taking his hand back from his assistant. Turning towards the automatic door and waiting patiently for the doctor to open it for him. When he did, Miles sprinted through it and towards the lab. Raphael was following close behind until he found himself being pinned to a wall. Then being pushed up into the air by something he couldn't see at first. His stomach twisted when it started making itself visible to the shorter man. The Walrider. It held him under his armpits as it had him against the wall. Creepy eyes focused on his own. For a brief moment, Raphael felt like he was going to die. That all he went through to find his boss and surviving the horrors of Mount Massive were for nothing. A sob escaped him as he struggled to get free of the Walrider's grip. Pleading with it to not kill him or Miles. And that he was sorry. Over and over again like a broken record. When the entity leaned forward, he turned his head to the side. Not wanting the creature to touch his face.

It pressed its lips to his ear, or what he assumed were lips, and whispered,"Shh...Raph. I'm not going to kill you...you have to stop Miles."

"Please...what he's about to do will do more harm than good. You have to stop him, you have to.",it commanded. Gently lowering the short man to the floor. Soon as Raphael was set on his feet, he nodded his head slowly. Unsure of what the entity meant entirely. But knew full well that this was probably waht his gut feeling was about. That dread that had been looming over him. Shoving his thought to the side, he ran towards the direction Miles did. Trying to desperately look for him as the Walrider followed him. Both checking rooms nearby for his boss. It took a bit of looking, but the Walrider found him first. Chasing him as it tried to call after him. Pleading for Miles to stop. Yet, for some reason, Miles didn't seem to understand it. All he did was continue to run towards the lab that the doctor talked of. Raphael tried shouting after him. Doing his best to beg his boss to not murder Billy. His cries also didn't seem to reach him as Miles squeezed past some tanks. Sprinting up stairs as the Walrider tried to slow him down. Not succeeding in the slightest bit. When Raphael squeezed past the tanks, his boss was way ahead of him. Slamming a door on the entity as he continued on his horrible mission. Giving an annoyed groan, Raphael stated,"Fuck, Miles. Don't do this...please don't do this."

Hurrying along the route his boss took, he thought of how to plead for Billy's life. Beg his boss into not following the Doctor's orders. But each time, he couldn't think of anything that would entirely work. Or anything that his boss wouldn't easily counter with something more concrete. Ignoring this, Raphael yanked open the door. Running down the hall towards the automatic doors. Which showed they were locked. Probably thanks to that horrible Doctor. Who was probably monitoring them in his little room. He slammed his fists against the door as he hissed in frustration. Looking around, he debated finding something to smash the doors with. That was until Walrider slipped into the automatic door. A few seconds later, the doors were opening for him. Raphael smiled slightly as he bolted through the first doors. Covering his mouth with his hand when the gas spewed in. Shivering as the Walrider hurried itself to the other side of the door. Slipping into it and controlling it to open as well. Soon as he bolted out of it, he thanked the entity in a low voice. Not once slowing down as he continued to run forward. Hoping that he'd be able to catch up to his boss soon.

Looking at Billy Hope, he felt a twinge of pity for him. The poor man was put through so many experiments. So much pain and misery for Murkoff's profit. He looked so much older than the twenty-three years that he was supposed to be. Almost fifty years or so. It strengthened his resolve to put this man out of his misery. As he felt it were the kinder option. Even if he was going to have to do it without Raphael's help. Sure, his assistant was going to be upset with him. But he could put up with his disappointment if it meant keeping him alive. Keeping them both alive.

Looking around, he noticed a green light over a door. Heading towards it in the hope that it'd lead him to Billy's life support. Or at least a part of it. As he ran, he thought he heard Raphael's voice calling after him. Begging him to stop what he was doing. That he needed to stop. But he ignored that. This was the only way. Killing Billy was for the best and Raphael would see that. Sooner or later, he'd see that Miles was right. As he ran, he heard the Walrider follow after him. Something that he knew wouldn't let him ignore it. Of course, he didn't let that stop him either. As he continued to run as fast as his legs could carry him. Raphael following quite a few feet behind him. Unable to catch up as he screamed after his boss.

Soon as he got to the large room, Miles hurried past huge tanks. Going up some stairs to find something to turn off Billy's life support. Noticing that there was a valve not too far away. He hurried over to it and started turning it. Raphael barely got up the stairs in time to watch him. A loud scream of pain filled the air as Miles turned to flee. When he got to his assistant, his expression went from one of grim determination to sad. Before Raphael could plea for Billy's life, Miles pushed him down. Right into the next room. Closing the door on his assistant as he gave him an apologetic look. Then turning and running down the stairs and back the way they came. For a moment, Raphael wasn't sure why he did this. Then when he went to turn the doorknob, he realized why Miles did this. It was locked. No doubt locked by the Doctor that watched them. Snarling, Raphael slammed his shoulder as hard as he could. Attempting to push the door open himself. Feeling more and more panicked when the thing wouldn't give. Looking around, he screamed,"BILLY! HE'S LOCKED ME IN! YOU GOTTA GET ME OUT! PLEASE!"

Part of him doubted that Billy could or would let him free. But he was hopeful that the other man would do so. And his hopes were confirmed when the entity came back. Yanking the door off its hinges before disappearing to find his boss. Raphael quietly thanked the entity before running down the stairs. Heading towards the room from before. To his horror, he found Miles heading towards another part of the room. Probably the only thing keeping Billy Hope alive. This made Raphael's feeling of dread grow as he followed after his boss. Walrider hot on his heels as he made his way up the stairs. Going ahead of him to try and stop Miles from continuing the murder.

Miles continued to run for all he was worth. His lungs were burning and his muscles ached. But nothing was going to stop him from finishing his task. Squeezing past giant barrels as he headed towards the electric part of Billy's life support. Going up tons of stairs and jumping over a huge gap. The Walrider was hot on his heels as he moved. Trying to slash at him as Miles sprinted as fast as he could. Managing to get as far away from the entity as fast as he could. Soon as he got to the electric part of Billy's life support. For a second, he briefly heard his assistant begging him. But he ignored it the best he could and ripped apart the electric parts. Earning another pained shriek that chilled him straight to the bone. Heading back towards the way he came and nearly leaping over the gap. Only to be met by the Walrider. Who slammed him in the gut and growled in his face. Words that Miles couldn't begin to comprehend. Nor did he really want to. It let him drop to the ground and all the air left him in that moment. Seconds later, he climbed to his feet. Running back towards the way he came. Briefly noticing that Raphael had escaped the room he locked him in. Ignoring this he made his way down towards the tank that was holding Billy. While this happened, the Walrider phased itself into Raphael. Not possessing him, nor harming him. Moving him as fast as it could towards the tanks to stop Miles. Quickly floating as the shorter man resisted the urge to scream at the top of his lungs. Feeling nauseous as they moved along.

Only when they were in the room with the tanks did the Walrider set him down. Charging full speed towards Miles as he raced for the button. Raphael shouted,"MILES, NO! DON'T DO IT!"

Not even slowing down, Miles slammed his open palm hard against the button. Sirens sounded as he briefly turned to stare at Billy. Looking guilty as he turned to face his assistant. Finding himself face to face with the entity that he'd hoped to stop. Who was now furious at the journalist. Picking him up by the front of his shirt before throwing him at a wall. His head hitting it with a sickening thud. Then throwing him on his face on the ground. Blood splurting from his nose like a broken faucet. The entity quickly yanked him upright by his shirt again. Dragging him against a wall and upwards to a horrifying height. Pinning him there before phasing through him. All Raphael could do was watch in open mouth horror as the Walrider disappeared into his boss. Watch as his boss fell straight towards the ground bellow him. Landing on his leg and a disgusting cracking noise filled the air. Along with his boss's screams of pain. That was enough to snap him out of his state. And he hurried to help his boss to his feet. Putting Miles arm around his shoulder as he tried to help him up. Making sure he wasn't putting weight on his messed up leg as they moved. In a low voice, Raphael mumbled,"God forgive us..."

"I'm...I'm sorry, Raph...it was the only way. He's in a better place now.",Miles said. Groaning in pain as his assistant helped him up the stairs. Feeling thoroughly disgusted with his own actions. Even if it was the only thing he could do. It didn't make it any less wrong feeling. And Raphael stated,"I know, I know I just really wish we didn't have to. He was just as much of a victim as we are."

Saying nothing, Miles nodded his head. It was true. But with what they had on camera, he knew they could avenge Billy. And help victims of Murkoff with it. Make his death mean actually mean something. When they got up the stairs, Miles nearly fainted from a dizzy spell. His head throbbed as Raphael tried to keep him upright. Nearly dragging the taller man through the place. Part of him wondered where Raphael found the strength. Guessing that adrenaline probably had something to do with it. Soon as they were near the entrance, his legs nearly gave out. Almost taking Raphael down with him. His assistant gently lowered him to the ground. Making sure he was seated on the floor as he said,"You're in no condition to keep walking and I don't think I can carry you."

"I spotted a wheelchair somewhere around here, I'll go get it.",Raphael added. Clearly telling Miles to stay put while he did so. And he found that he was too tired to try and argue with him. Instead he just weakly nodded his head. Giving a tiny pained smile when Raphael kissed his forehead then went to get said wheelchair. He tried to collect his thoughts when he heard the gunfire. Sounds of his assistant screaming in pain following after. Quickly rising to his feet, he headed towards the sound. Finding Raphael on his back. Clutching his bleeding stomach in pain. Limping towards him, he then saw the armed men with Doctor Wernicke behind them. The several armed men pointed their weapons at him and without warning, fired at him. Not a second later, he found himself on the ground next to Raphael. Bleeding more profusely than his assistant was. Who was barely clinging to life as he stared at his boss. Miles found he couldn't say anything as his vision started to fade. With one hand, he tried to reach for Raphael but found he couldn't move. He thought he heard Doctor Wernicke gasp. Saying something about him being the new host and seeing Raphael's eyes widen in surprise. His vision fading entirely as he heard something ripping and tearing in front of him.

It took them a while to run away from Eddie. But he was damned persistent on getting his bride. They hid from him the best that they could. Hiding under tables as they snuck along to the front of the asylum. Going through a few vents. Through the last vent, they found themselves in front of the library. A place that Elliot had barely gotten to see as he was being brought in. He would have loved to go through it if this place wasn't a terror show. Shoving those thoughts aside, he took Waylon's hand as they turn into the library. They would have gone through the hallway but it had been blocked by a bed frame. And other things as well. Part way through the library, they heard Eddie's voice calling out to them. Pleading with Elliot to come back to him. Calling him names on top of it. Ignoring this, the pair hid under the table. Watching as the Groom came into the room. Brandishing his knife as he started begging for the scrawny man to come back to him.

Checking under tables for the pair as he did so. Both carefully made their way through the library. Heading towards the stairs that lead out of the asylum. Soon as they were on the first step, they heard Eddie shout,"DARLING! PLEASE! COME BACK TO ME! I CAN STILL FORGIVE YOU!"

Neither man turned around as they rushed down the stairs. Still holding hands as they sprinted towards the front door. Ignoring the pleas that were screamed at their backs. Not even stopping when they saw Jeremy leaning against the door frame. Asking how they were still alive. Then begging them to help him. As he seemed to be clutching a horribly bleeding wound on his side. When the pair tried to go around him, he attacked Waylon. Stabbing the man in the stomach and kicking Elliot in the chest. Sending both sprawling backward. The pair let go of each other as Jeremy advanced on Waylon. While Eddie was rushing over to his 'bride'. Who was holding his ribs as he gasped for breath on the floor. Eyes wide as he stared up at Eddie. Too stunned to get away from the large man that was now kneeling next to him. A look of anger overcame Eddie's features as he slowly got back up to his feet. Turning to Jeremy, he bellowed,"HOW DARE YOU HURT MY WIFE YOU WHORE!"

The executive stopped his advance on the former technician to look at him. His own eyes wide with bewilderment as he stared at the Groom. And before he could raise his knife up, Eddie tackled him to the ground. Pinning the man beneath him easily. Raising his own knife up to stab at the man. Over and over while Waylon watched him. Slowly getting to his feet as Eddie finished off his former boss's boss. The movement gained the killer's attention and he frowned. Ignoring Waylon as he turned his sights back on Elliot. Getting off of the dead man, he hurried back over to his 'bride'. Picking him up, he checked him over visually. Asking questions about whether or not he felt his ribs were broken. When he said that he didn't think so, Eddie sighed in relief. Ignoring Waylon when he made his way over to them. The former technician stated,"We need to get out of here before more of those guys get here."

"Oh? And how do you propose we do that?",Eddie asked. Sounding irritated with the bleeding man next to him. Waylon ignored the tone as he pointed in front of them. To a very nice looking red jeep that looked big enough for the three of them. Soon as Eddie followed his pointing, he nodded and started carrying Elliot towards it. Kissing his cheek as he mumbled something that Waylon couldn't catch. But he noticed that the scrawny man looked highly uncomfortable. Squirming a little in the Groom's grip. He made a mental note to find a way to get rid of Eddie. And to get Elliot away from him. For now, he'd let him carry his 'bride'. As it seemed to be the only way Eddie was going to remain calm. The trio hurriedly made their way to the jeep. Eddie quickly got into the passenger side seat with Elliot. Keeping him close to his chest as the former technician got into the driver's side. Soon as he got in, he noticed three strange shapes in front of the asylum. Pulling up his camera, he saw it was three men. All surrounded by a strange mist. Two of the shapes seemed to be holding hands. Instead of dwelling on this, he shoved the camera into the back seat. Turned around the jeep and drove straight through the gate. The three strange men shapes following after them. Nearly touching the car as they fled.