[Cam clears his throat. Focus. He has to keep it together. Not just for himself, but for Athena and Jeff. The people he's come to regard as his own.

He shakes it off. Emotions can come later. When he has the luxury of crying. Right now, only one thing matters. Not losing anyone.

Cam's eyes cut to Athena. He lifts his rifle and fires two shots into the air.]

Everyone, if I could have your attention. Please. Until we're out of here, I'd like you both to follow my orders, as I have the most relevant experience to our current predicament, and I'm not as far along in whatever the hell this is as the two of you are.

Jeff, can you pull the rope from my bag. Tie it to your belt loop. Then take that rope, give it about three yards of slack and tie it to Athena's.