[Even shut, the light stings her eyes after the oppressive darkness. She blinks, quickly trying to clear her vision, until a small, cramped room filled with shelves swims into focus, as well as the man lying under the shelf that she'd been stuck under moments ago.]
Come on, we've got to go. Do you need help?
[Whether she can physically stand or not remains to be seen, but with Caleb's fear of small spaces, he might be worse off than she is.
She offers her hand to help him out from under the shelf.]
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Come on, we've got to go. Do you need help?
[Whether she can physically stand or not remains to be seen, but with Caleb's fear of small spaces, he might be worse off than she is.
She offers her hand to help him out from under the shelf.]