[Funkduder]

Quintus circled the room , heading towards the window as fast as his tired legs could carry him. He was starting to feel hot, hotter than usual, especially on his face. "This metal will be my undoing if I don't get out faster," he thought as he heard another platform break behind him.

He saw the black cat jump down onto the ground just before he reached the sill. Standing on it, he looked down and called out, "Let's go! There isn't much time left!"