"Roger that, Scarlet Witch. We are clear to proceed," Iron Man replied flatly, the effect perfected in his metallic, filtered projection though he smirked behind his mask. With one last jostle to ensure she was secure and he had his hands free to do their damage, the light from his chest plate brightened again to illuminate the length of the hall, leaving just the distant corners in eerie shadow. To the right, under a dimly glowing EXIT sign, the doors to the staircase, black behind the glass.
It seemed a little counterintuitive for the zombies to climb rather than head downwards towards the hive of very living activity, but maybe they had found some way of coming in from above. Or maybe wherever those two Wanda just decimated came from had just been bypassed in the first check. Whatever it was, clearly something had been overlooked, so Iron Man had to kick the doors to the stairwell open and made swiftly for the next floor.