The elevator was heading to floor three, but surely they would be waiting for him there. As it still moved, Iggy tore open the ceiling and snapped the lock that held the access panel in place. He climbed out and blindly leapt onto a ledge before the elevator met floor three. There was a closed door beneath him. He worked his way down, and while barely able to balance on such a thin edge, he pried his fingers into the tiny gap between the two doors, and pushed them apart. As he squeezed through the narrow gap and fell onto the clean white floor, he realized that he had made it back to where most of this began. The Labs.