You're right! Let's go see, but we have to see if this vent leads there...

[ as they shimmy, surge snaps her fingers, and the light around her bracelets clicks on with a snap. electricity illuminating their path as she notes the wide-tooth fans circling from time to time.

they should avoid those. ]

What the hell is goin' on here anyway... Why isn't anyone else locked up!?

[ she stops sometimes, her ear pressed against the floor to listen out for anything, but she hears... nothing. ] You hear anything with those flappers you got?