"We're not going down there, are we?" Jack asked.

"Of Course we are." Johnny said heading down the stairs. I followed him. The other two reluctantly followed us.

The subway tunnel was in ruins. Debris was everywhere. We stopped at the bottom of the stairs to wait for Jack and Alicia. Once they caught up we started going again.

"Do you mind letting us in on your plan, Einstein?" Jack asked.

"I told you find Sue. Kill Doom."

"That's not a good plan."

"You got any better ideas?"

"How 'bout not getting' killed?"

"Look Jack! I've got 45 Minutes to find my family or they are all going to die. So I'm sorry if my plan is too generic for you but I don't have time for big elaborate schemes ok?"

"I'm just saying. I really don't want to die. None of us do." Johnny pushed Jack.

"Look! There's the door. If you don't like the plan, you can walk." They started fighting. I broke them up.

"Guys! Knock it off! We don't have time for this. Jack, leave Johnny alone unless you have a good idea. And you, focus your anger on the creep who took your sister. Are we good?"

"She's right." Johnny said. "Sorry."

"Yea, me too. Sue's like a sister to me too."

"Great. Then let's go." We continued down the tunnel carefully. It was dark and damp and smelled like a musty, old attic and gasoline. We saw a tipped over train. We climbed inside. There were a few people who were still alive. We helped them out. Then we continued on our way.

The tunnel was dark and creepy. No one was around. Some people were stuck under the debris and we had to help them. Others were dead. After about an hour of walking and hiking and climbing through the tunnel, we managed to make it out of the tunnel alive and beaten.

We stared up at the big metal, building, that was in front of us. The one and only, Victor Von Doom's big metal, V shaped office. The only skyscraper that was still standing in the entire city. The sunlight gleamed off the metal building, blinding anyone who stared at it. Johnny walked straight at it. We followed. We knew what was about to happen. Things were about to get ugly.