Ash moves away, but remains within arms reach, as she checks further down the hall. She has little clue as to what she's looking for; there wasn't going to be a neon exit sign waiting to point her in the proper direction, after all.

"Why is this happening to us?" Ash asks, turning back to look at Chris. The light deepens the hollow of her eyes as it illuminates her nose, cheeks, and chin. The bruise around her one eye is still fresh, and she still hasn't cleaned the blood away,"What did we do?"

Because there always has to be a reason, right?