Escaping Denver, Batch 2, Episode 8, The Craft. Right. When we left off, Noah had opened the box to find that the weapon they were looking for was actually a person. Not just any person, it was Andreas from batch one.

Exactly that, Andreas, the one who should be dead.

Switch to coffee. It's late in all, but I want to keep my wits about me.

Plus, something about drinking beer alone with a crow calling at the window pane feels a little, I don't know, Edgar Allan Poe for me.

Jeez, still hot.

Sarah said they have a short window in which to get out of the cavern, but of course

now they have to deal with Andreas.

And while I'm happy Andreas is back, I don't think it hurts him to have a bit of a cool

down inside the box.

He came out a little too hot.

So maybe they just leave him there a minute.

They have to think, using the numbers on the receipt to open the hatch,

binding each other after separating a few times.

And now they have to trust that nobody will stop Palmer's SUV to ask him questions.

It's too much.

Such a gamble.

I know they don't have a world of options,

but it feels like they're rushing into this because of the deadline.

When you rush, mistakes are made.

And we don't know how many more mistakes Noah's body can take.

Even healing has to have its limits.

Right?

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