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[As the cold hits and starts easing the heat, it's clear there are plenty of singed bits of fur and skin. He rolls on his back a few times, making sure it's all out.

Okay.

Okay.

A few rubs at his ears from the explosion and a deep breath. He has to get them out of here now. He lets out a loud meow for them to hurry and follow, starting to skip ahead a little faster than he was before though not without a limp here and there.

He stops when he gets to a large, dark coffin. Stands up to try and nudge and paw at the lid to get it off.]

W-well clearly everything in here is trying to kill us! Just like the real thing!

[ Okay, they're hurrying, that's good. They need to get out of here, so -

Oh. Oh no. Hell no. Algric draws up short at the coffin, then takes a step back. ]

The traps in the real thing weren't for US.

[ The coffin itself would certainly be enough to draw up Tim short as well, but if there's the DO NOT OPEN on it, there's an extra step back. He remembers that statement. ]

Uh...

[Whatever apprehension the two have is clearly not shared by the cat. He's almost desperately pawing at it trying to have it open, even as the burns begin to settle into his skin.

When it's clear it won't budge, he cried a loud meow up at the both.

Come onnnnn]

[ All right. Fuck it. He steps forward and gives the coffin lid a good heave. And looks to Algric for an assist on it. ]

[ AaaaAAAAAAAA

Algric is still frozen for a critical moment, shaking his head. ]

No - no - I won't - don't you two go in either -

[ Does he really have a choice? They can't stay here either. ]

[The cat hops over to Algric, tugging on his pant leg with his teeth a couple times before going back to try and help Tim.]

So, what? We take the cat and go back to worm hell? Come on, help!

[ He really puts his back in this time, feet crackling in the concrete, wax and cinders. ]

W-worm hell is - at least it's not the Buried -

[ But fine! FINE!! He hates every part of this and also both of you. After a moment more, Algric goes to Tim's side and puts his shoulder into it too. ]

[With both their helps, the lid starts slowly sliding off until it thunks heavily on the floor on the other side. And inside is... stairs. Steps going straight down into darkness, with a cool breeze coming up from it.

The cat starts taking the first two steps down, then calls back out to them a a small light becomes visible further down.]

Look, it's just tight, probably.

And... I don't think this cat's going to make it back across.

[ And somehow, that seems a greater risk. He steps in after the strange black furred helper. ]

[ That -

That was true. Damn it. And regardless of whether this was literally Jon or not, Algric was unwilling to risk him.

He makes a miserable noise before descending into the darkness after the other two, closing the coffin lid behind him. ]

[Once the lid is closed, the light goes out completely, leaving them in a weighted darkness. The chill picks up stronger as they go down the long steps. But the way is straight forward with no turns or changes in the size of the corridor.

They do eventually come to the source of the light: another door. This one being the front door of a flat. The cold is radiating even stronger from it and the light inside is at least a change.]

[ Of all of the horrors they've run across from Algric's first disappearance, the Buried is a new one to Tim. He sticks close to Algric, even though the snap of his back and forth with the other man is wholly due to the pressure and tension pushing on both of them.

He does, though, if the way is straight and narrow, attempt to pick up the cat on the way... if the cat lets him. Both to pet AND to see if there's anything to be done about the wounds. ]

Another door...

[ Something about the cold keeps him a step or two back. ]

[ Algric is NOT HAPPY all the way down. There's a low rumble of complaint coming from him as they take each step further and further down ... but at least the complaints begin to taper as walls don't close in on them. And then.

And then, there's this door. Is that cold ... familiar? Either way, he's pausing to tend to catte as well. ]

How - how is the little guy?

[It almost seemed like the cat wasn't there at all... Seemingly melted into the darkness around them.

But at the words, there's a shuffle and a small noise at their feet. Almost pitiful before he lays down, exhausted and drained and breathing hard but eyes focused on them.]

[ Guilt makes his voice thick. ]

"Not great."

[ Oh. Oh, that poor thing. Algric turns from the door for a moment to hover close to the cat as he lies down. The biting cold of his hands may be uncomfortable, but he has to try. ]

Good. Poor little guy. Let me ... let me see if I can do anything.

[ Gently, delicately, he presses fingers to the worst of it, trying to soothe. ]

[There's an uncomfortable whine at the touch, immediately tensing and trying to squirm away. But then the cool hits the burns and numbs it, soothing the pain suddenly. The cat settles there, breathing slowing a bit.

When the frost starts to catch on his fur, he starts to stand again. He's shaky and tired, but. Improvement. After a second he looks up at them both and sits waiting.]

[ He lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding when the cat perks up and sits up. ]

God. Good.

[ And then, lower and humbled. ] Thank you.

Of - of course. I wouldn't let you come down here alone. And of course I'm going to help ... well. Any cat, but. Especially this one.

[ He gives Joncat a gentle scritch between the ears. ]

[If the situation wasn't quite so dire, the cat would give in to how touch starved it is. As things are, he leans up into the scritch, moving to rub against Algric's legs soaking up that cold happily.

He'll look a little worse for wear for a while, but for the moment? The dream cat seems fine.]

[ Tim keeps himself a little bit back for now, just... real happy to see that perk back up. And not willing to risk doing any more damage. ]

So... forward?

[ Good. Good kitty. Algric spends just a moment giving the cat all the love he could want. ]

Forward. Yeah. I'm ready if you are.

[ He may, in fact, wait for Algric to give a really good proper petting before answering. ]

Yeah...

[ And steps around them to check out the door. ]