Mika drags the Opposing force to the elevator. The way she saw it, the others were going to be fighting to distract Wraith and slow him down so she should use this to her advantage and gether uncontious comrade away to safety. She then arrives at the elevator and starts pressing the up button while saying, "Come on, Come on, hurry."

A walking corpse then. Not as bad as Jazz thought, but still not something that he wanted to fight. Maybe if they could find some acid...

Jazz heared a padded thud and a crack behind him. Volkov, as it seemed, had taken it upon himself to get the beaker from their time-traveling friend, and had knocked him out in the process. Phasing his feet out of the concrete, Jazz said to Volkov, "Take him to the lift." Working his spirit threads through the vines, rendering them intangeable, Jazz said, "We can fight that thing later. Our first priority is getting out of here alive. That means you, too, Anthony. Get up and get over there."

Turning to another Sam-clone, Jazz said, "Try to keep wrath occupied. We're getting the hell outta dodge."

Aileen turns and runs to the lift. "We need to hurry. He may not be occupied for long." She shakes her head, still dizzy from overusing her powers.

As soon as the elevator opens Mika hurls Opposing force in and gets inside.
She the turns around and yells, "Stop laying around and get in here!"

Aileen runs into the lift, leaning against a blank wall and shutting her eyes. "Now, we just wait for the others."

John unphased next to Aileen. He crouched and passed the revolver to his other hand, wiping his palm on his trousers to remove the sweat that had built up from clutching the metal barrel. All he could hope for now was that the others would get in and the lift would leave before Wraith was able to approach.

A rumble is heard, and an intense look of concentration appears on Sam's face, a few seconds later, the room around him is filled with too many clones to count, a seething mass of people rushes at Wraith, each one's place filled as soon as it moves. Many fall over as Sam shoves his way through the crowd toward the lift.

Darren stood slowly and watched as...something...came out of the vault. One of the girls who had been helping to find the source of the noise had run off toward the lift with their unconscious ally, and as soon as he saw the amount of clones rushing this new opponent he knew that was where he wanted to go as well.

He began to run as fast as he could toward the open lift, hoping the others would be able to make it as well, but at this point mostly focused on his own survival.

"Good Lord, what have I done? And what is... that?"

Anderson pressed himself against the wall next to the vault door. He saw this... Wraith appear slowly from the vault. He cursed his naivety - it was never going to be that simple was it...
He knew instantly that he had to try and make things right. He could destroy anything given enough time, but taking out this walking corpse?
He edged around the outside of the lab, ducking under benches to try and make his way to the lift.
There had to be a way...