Blink! Blink!
One moment they were in the gas-filled classroom, and the next they were standing outside the door, the heavy oak barrier still firmly shut. Rafael's signature glitching gait continued as he teleported them down the hallway, a living embodiment of a lagging video game character.
They materialized in front of Marco and Duny who were waiting by the stairs, their faces etched with concern.
Rafael, finally ceasing his rapid movement, deposited Alex and Yunus on the floor with a soft thud.
Yunus, still reeling from the experience, fumbled with his gas mask, finally ripping it off and tossing it to Alex with a groan. "Ughh… what the heck was that… I feel dizzy…"
"That feeling's weird…" Alex muttered, rubbing his head.
Marco rushed forward, his eyes scanning them for injuries. "Rafael!" he exclaimed, relief flooding his voice. "Phew… you guys okay? Oh Yunus, why are you wearing a mouth breather?"
