Escape (Aria and Clyde)
As soon as he had crossed those doors, the atmosphere had changed dramatically. It was bright, but it was a warm light, not the sterile light he had grown up with. And the air was lighter, warmer, fresh. He ran, his bare feet blowing up dust clouds. He stopped to make sure whoever it was following him made it out as well. His energy was quickly being zapped, and breathing was getting harder in the new environment.