I squeezed myself close to him until it stppped.
That's when I slowly opened my eyes, it was dark with faint lights. Luckily, nothing fell on us. Nor did the ground have away.
I looked at a smirking Jason and frowned.
"What?"
"On a normal situation, I would have enjoyed you holding me like this. Regardless though, I am glad."
"You are sick."
I quickly removed my hand from him and he chuckled getting up, though still kneeling down,and dusting the white dust from his suit. I sat up looking around.
Cracked ground. A big gaping hole, a ceiling almost touching Jason head.
It's a surprise he isn't freaking out that moments from now that ceiling could fall on both of us and crush us to death.
The exit was blocked now, completely choked by twisted metal and broken beams.
Water flooding area.
"Well," he muttered, glancing at the blocked path, "so much for getting out that way."
