Alex had a unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. His shirt was hanging open and his hair was wrapped up in a towel. Clearly he had been getting dressed when he heard the scream. He ran out and ended up sliding on to a stop. Hard enough that his socks kind of twisted in an uncomfortable way.
"Ray! What's wrong?" He called out, but the lights flickered again and the cigarette stuck to his bottom lip as his jaw dropped. "Oh fuuuuuck." Nope nope can't be happening. "Come on kid, let's get out of here before that light pops. Clearly it's faulty." He repressed his instincts.