"Hello?" Dinah shouts out as she cautiously steps into the bunker and starts to feel her way down the steps. Damn She realises too late that she should probably have blocked the doors open, just in case. It seems like a nightmarish thing to happen, but hell, everything else in her life is going wrong, so why not?

She keeps going, stepping as lightly as she can as she heads further into the bunker.
"Hey -" she calls out again, hurrying to where the voice sounds from. "Fuck -" she breaks into a run as the stairs end ad the voice grows louder, more urgent.
It takes her a minute to locate the room and she barges in, subtlety forgotten. Not that it matters, because the room's empty. "What the fuck?" She groans. This better not be a fucking trap. She runs her hands through her hair and heads back into the corridor. But someone must be transmitting, right? So Dinah checks the rooms, stopping when she eventually comes across Rook.

"Hey man, are you alright?" He doesn't look alright.