You both run through the red door and into a dimly lit room. All the windows are covered by flimsy wooden planks. You place your hand on the door while calming yourself down. The door feels like it was rotting. As you process this the sound of dripping echoes through the damp room. The dripping gets faster and faster till steady streams are coming from the roof.
Pg : Break down the door
Pg 45(Romeo): Break though the window
