Gracie has spent part of the morning exploring this place, but right now it's all a muddled mess in her head. She couldn't even tell somewhere where her room is if asked. She's assuming the guy saving her knows the place a little better.

The little squeeze of her hand is reassuring. She takes a deep breath and nods. She feels like her entire body is shaking from the adrenaline rush and fear. It probably is shaking. Every sound makes her flinch and her nerves feel raw.

She's poised on the balls of her feet, taking off with him when he does, mirroring his posture. Her free arm is over her head, as if that'll do anything. Every time he pulls her behind something, she tries to collect herself, prepare herself for that next dash to the next obstacle.

She's got no idea that the warehouse is their final destination, but when he lets go of her hand, it's a pretty good sign. She collapses against a wall, just as breathless. She scraps her hair back off her face, listening to him and nodding a little. She gulps air and tries to stop herself from shaking. "Sorry....about fre-freezing like that...just I've never been in anything....like that."