Into the T.V!

"You go ahead, I'll catch up. I'm just slowing you down, we go at this rate he'll be dead before we reach him" LLywelyn grumbled as he leaned against a wall breathing rather heavily.

Pulling off his glasses for a moment, he inspected the fog and sighed. "We gotta do this quick..." He said grimly as he put his glasses back on.

As the two reached the top the fog started to thin out faster than it had been doing so.

Carlos heaved a silent sigh, in all honesty he thought Llywelyn was slowing him down. But he couldn't just leave him, but he also wanted to save Skye as soon as possible.

Llywelyn did his best to keep up, but the pain was increasing almost every 10 minutes.

"Then c'mon." Carlos said as he walked ahead rather faster, trying to encourage his friend to move faster.

"I didn't say I couldn't carry on" He snapped, his Welsh accent growing stronger suddenly.

Rolling his eyes, Carlos offered if his friend wanted him to carry him. "I'm sure a big guy like yourself isn't gonna let a little gas stop you."

LLywelyn did nothing but nod and mutter swear words under his breath in Welsh.

Heaving a sigh, Carlos tugged on his friends arm slightly. "C'mon, we gotta keep going."

The blonde held his chest in pain.
"Feels almost like I've breathed in acid, although I know that's impossible..."

"Such as...?" Carlos asked, expecting Llywelyn to expand on that idea.

"Something was in the gass" He grumbled weakly

Kneeling down to his blonde friends height, he put an arm on his back. "... You feeling okay?"

Llweylyn stood upright, or as upright as he could. His whole body felt heavy also he felt ill, very ill.

Rolling his eyes, Carlos growled. "Clearly not."

"F-fine..." He stuttered although he knew perfectly well that he wasn't, something had been in that gas.

Taking a step back, Carlos looked at his friend. "Are you alright?" He asked, whilst trying to stop the blonde from coughing.

The blonde moved forward and pushed it open slightly. A green-ish smoke errupted from the room sending the blonde back coughing.

Skidding and almost slipping, Carlos walked back to Llywelyn and looked the door up and down. "It does..."

"What a comforting though" Llywelyn muttered under his breath before skidding to a halt "Hey.. is it just me or is that door open slightly...."

Glancing at his friend with a raised eyebrow, he smiled slightly. "Why would I? I've never been here before."

Llywelyn ran alongside Carlos.
"Do you have the foggiest as to where we're heading?"

"Who cares? Bloody effective!" Carlos laughed and continued to run ahead.

LLywelyn laughed weakly.
"Not very subtle..."