"Ah, Christ!" Ciaran exclaimed, trying his best to back off as Brenna stood up, but in such a small space it really was near impossible.
"Yeah... trust me, I believe you!" he told her with a nervous laugh. "Door's behind you, if you give it a shove," he said casually, not anticipating for a second that it wouldn't just nudge right open for them.
-anyone know what the fuck is going on?
Dan was in his head, like a radio station just slightly out of tune. So, they weren't the only one's in a strange situation, then. That was reassuring. Or was it?
Oh! Dan!
I'm with your wife. She's already threatened to kill me, but otherwise all good, he thought in the approximate 'direction'.