They will not have to be on their feet for long, if it is any consolation. Only for the short trip to the opening in the wall.

The night air is warm but not sticky-hot, and the sky is crystal clear.

(And decidedly NOT blood-red and crackling with lightning.)

"Here," he says, sitting down and offering her assistance. His legs are dangling over the edge and he's leaning against one side of the frame.