[Everything's cool,] Vivian eventually says, catching up to them and booping Dayo on the nose. She immediately shifts into another Monitor they knocked out and goes with another group to also lend it legitimacy.

The group can get to the pickup point, then.

Vivian goes in one truck with a group.

Dayo goes in the other.

Other groups have various levels of trouble but slowly start arriving. The alarms continue to blare.

[– We should get out once the trucks are full, get away faster, we don't need to be a pack, right?]

[Right. Everything... seems to be working alright, though. Alarms are blaring but doors are jammed, no one's actually stopped us...]

[Which – doesn't mean we'll get out fine, doesn't mean we'll stay out fine, but does mean we might have a chance.]

[Yeah. But I can't help imagining all the ways this could go wrong.]

[Many,] says Anthony. [There are many different ways it could go wrong and it might have already, but hopefully not.]

And here's how it goes wrong:

People arrive. Viv's truck is the first to fill up, and it's the first to leave. Then the third truck. And finally theirs. Everyone's very quiet.

[What's next?] someone asks Anthony.

[Next we wait to get out of the area. We're heading to a safe house.]

[Safe house? How do we even stay safe, won't the Leader find us?]

[It's protected, there's magic in place.]

[Really? How'd you find out?]

[It's been through a contact.]

[Who?]

[… Why?]

[Because you're taking us to a strange place and it just now occurred to me I have no idea why we're even going along with it or why we should trust you.]

[… This didn't occur to you before?]

[Well no, clearly!]

[You don't plan on attacking them or anything like that, do you?]

[Do I sound suicidal to you.]

[No, so hopefully you won't?]

[I won't!]