Striding forward into the danger zone's bright glare, sirens howling urgently around him, Reggie felt long dormant instincts reawakening. Adrenaline pumped strength into sinews, senses heightening exponentially. Nearby voices and chaotic background noise faded until only throbbing heartbeats echoed clearly.
Like following familiar song lyrics, Reggie tuned his supernatural hearing towards a particular beloved rhythm - Blake's, drumming slower and fainter than normal but undeniably present floors above. This was it, he reminded himself that he had to do everything to rescue Blake else he would hate to find out what Rose would do. Right then, his senses were on overdrive. Reggie was in his element.
"I got a lock on you, my friend. Now to bypass these obstacles between us before smoke extinguishes your fading beacon,"
