Matt & Tyson slump to the floor sweating and breathing heavily while composing themselves. Matt tears some of his shabby clothes using the rags as bandages, while wrapping it around his wounded hand, which was bleeding from a dog bite. He does the same with Tyson, pointing to some bleeding on his exposed leg which Tyson failed to notice.

Then suddenly, the stairwell door opens slightly as one of the rabid dogs presses down on the door handle. Matt & Tyson hurriedly get up and rush down the stairs, exiting the stairwell, slamming the door shut behind them, blocking it with whatever they could find, before collapsing to the floor in exhaustion. 

While catching their breaths, they both start laughing grimly at each other, due to either the close call they just had or to relieve the stress of their dire situation. After a few minutes, they get up off the dirty floor as they find themselves standing in another long hallway.

"How big is this place?" Exclaims Tyson incredulously.

Entering a narrow corridor, they find another exit door. And start typing in the codes on the keyboard in front of it. Matt & Tyson watchfully look over their shoulders to see if the dogs were still tracking them. Instead, they glimpse a sinister figure lurking in the shadows in the distance, just standing there motionless. Tyson tries to get a closer look and starts creeping towards it, but Matt sensing danger, immediately grabs his arm and pulls him back.

Suddenly a pair of green eyes on the figure lights up, partially illuminating itself. The eyes then turn orange and then red, as the ominous figure dumps the bloodied body of what appears to have been another contestant. The grotesque figure then grabs a mutilated metal mace. While slowly dragging it along the exposed floor making a raw grating sound, the ominous figure lurches towards them. Matt & Tyson are terror-stricken, as they go through the codes desperately thumping them onto the keyboard, but none of them seem to work.

As they quickly look around the corridor for objects to protect themselves with. Tyson sweats onto the keyboard, while briskly typing in the code from the last piece of paper which had SKING written on it, as the ghastly figure gets closer. 

The exit door then suddenly opens with a blast of fresh air entering the corridor, with Matt & Tyson tumbling to the ground outside, as the steel door automatically slams shut behind them. Covered in blood, sweat, and grime they are promptly handcuffed by soldiers outside but are relieved to have escaped as they are dragged away.