Date: 2010-04-02 03:10 am (UTC)
How much does he know. There's a loaded question, if Youji only but understood it. Ken shivers in spite of the heat, resting his hands on his upper arms for a moment and, momentarily, hanging back.

"We're not," he says, "supposed to be able to get out--"

He breaks off, coughing.

There are no doors in the warehouse - Ken knows this in his blood. He's checked, checked dozens of times, he's been here often enough to know it for a fact. No doors, and the only windows are small, set high in the walls. The only way out is to climb - to break a window, or try and find a way to the roof. Smoke rises, and it's getting hard enough to breathe down here: Ken coughs again, wiping at his eyes with his bandaged hands. It's no choice at all, but it's the only one there is - unless, of course, Youji really wants to burn.

Ken doesn't. He'd rather choke. Rather climb until he was sure he was high enough that the fall would kill him, and jump. It had been horrible enough the first time, and he barely remembered it...

He swallows. Says, "I know it's supposed to kill me. I'm meant to die here, Youji. That... that's why there's no door."
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