They were safe. No, Adam was safe. Ronan was filled with a level of dread he'd never experienced. He kept thinking of his home and how he'd never see it again. The last thing he'd see would be this: his body pierced and broken. For some reason, he focused on how strange the blood looked on his all black uniform.

"O--kay. Yeah. That's a lot of blood. That's a lot--" His voice began to go from panicked to hysterical but that wasn't the reason why he was sweating. "Yeah, I'm gonna die."

He was really hoping it'd be a lot faster than this.

Unthinking, he reached to try and open the door. He didn't know what he was supposed to do next but get out seemed like a good start. The stabbing pain in his chest left him screaming instead, pinned to his seat.