Jay scrambles in, crawling as deep as he can before turning back and hoisting himself up, reaching out to haul Tim in after him. The Big Daddy recovers and launches after them, clanging hard against the wall, making the walls ring around them. Jay heaves out a cough and ducks his head, covering his ears, the one hand still roughened and itching.

Outside the creature keeps circling, pacing and groaning, slamming on the wall.

"We just have to wait a bit," he whispers, feverish. "We just have to wait and he'll go away."