Raylan pulled Tim down the steps that led into the tunnels, ignoring the paper stuck to one of his feet or the slight rubble that still existed on the steps that made his feet hurt worse. Still, he was nimble for an old man and his long legs made work of the steps two at a time.

They hit flat ground and Raylan kept them moving for another twenty five yards before he stumbled to a stop against the wall, the momentum of it turning him and sliding him down onto his ass where he started laughing. It was fine at first but started to edge towards hysteria before his wide spread legs pulled up, hoisting his weight on the knife's edge of his feet as he buried his face in his hands. The laugh bled into heavy breathing that Raylan had to focus to start to reign in.

"God, now that we're down here, if she caves it in.. Fuck me. I can't die down here."