DAY FOUR - THE ESCAPE

[inferis]

[The doors have been blown up, finally opening the link between both ships. The tunnel joining the two remains in tact, but space suits will be required to ferry people across. Unfortunately, the gravity core of the Event Horizon has been activated - and soon a black hole will form in the middle of the ship. Destination: Hell. The non-corrupted residents need to get their corrupted friends off the Event Horizon and onto the Lewis and Clark, and they have fifteen minutes to do it in.

Of course, the corrupted residents want nothing more than to ride the gravity core into hell, and they'll meet any attempt to remove them from the ship with extreme force. And that timer keeps counting down...]

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[originalcopy]

I... it was too late. I didn't find her until it was too late.

[Just focus on Barton and Delta, the other voices aren't there. There isn't anyone else here.]

...I'm sorry...

[compromisedarrow]

Damnit!

[It was his fault. He had to open his mouth. He killed her, just like he killed a load of other SHIELD agents, like he caused Coulson...

No. Damn it, snap out of it, Barton.

He tenses up, balling his hands into fists, but forces himself calm.]

We need to get out of here. We'll take her body.

[originalcopy]

The other ship... you're too late.

[He looks back down at Nat's body.]

They're going to kill the rest of you.

[compromisedarrow]

[Something moves out of the corner of his eye, and he whirls around, whipping out his bow.

Was that...? No. It couldn't have been.

Back to Church. He grabs the man's shoulder.]

You listen to me. I've already caused someone to die in this place, I'm not going to let anyone else if I can help it.

[He honestly believes this is his fault.]

Now are you going to help me, or am I going to have to drag your sorry ass back myself.

[originalcopy]

[He just stares at Barton for a while. Going is good he knows that, so why does he just want to stay here and wait for the end? The ship, right.]

... ok.

[His voice is hollow, uncertain, but he nods slightly and starts to get up. Holding Nat's body close. He couldn't save her but he could at least get her away from this damned ship.]

[compromisedarrow]

That way. Go.

[He points the way he came, shoving Church's shoulder.]

Go. I'll be right behind you.

[originalcopy]

[He takes a few hesitant steps forward then turns back.]

Helmet.

[The mangled helmet lays on the floor where he left it.]

[compromisedarrow]

I'll get it. Go!

[He's going to stoop and grab it.

When something catches his eye. He freezes.]

Church, get her out of here. Now!

[originalcopy]

[He looks at Barton and blinks a couple of times. Registering the urgency of his tone, but not really feeling it. He's gone kind of numb to everything.

Still, Barton and Delta think he needs to get going... he might as well go. Not particularly quickly, but at least in the right direction.]

[compromisedarrow]

[And Church may hear the zip of a flying arrow and the thunk! of it hitting the metal wall.

What Barton can see, however, warrents the waste of an arrow, at least in his mind.

A certain someone. Someone he feels he needs to kill.]

[originalcopy]

It's not real... Just the engine messing with our minds.

[Church says it firmly, like it's been well rehearsed. But if he's addressing his own hallucinations or Barton's is unclear.]

[compromisedarrow]

Just go!

[He's just going to keep an eye on the corridor, covering Church's six.

It couldn't have been Loki. It was just the engine. Church was right.]

[originalcopy]

[Church makes his way to the Lewis & Clark, unhurried except when prompted to move faster. Then he'll pick up his pace for a little way.]