Yeah... he was afraid of that. Rook shrugs apathetically, and offers a smile that's some mix of apologetic and disheartened. "No. This is a prepper's bunker. Having two ways to block off would be too much of a risk, I guess."

He shrugs. "There's food and stuff. I keep finding my way back here, which means I get out somehow, but I don't remember how I get in or out. I'm just... here, or I'm not. ... That sounds crazy. Sorry."