There is no visible indication that the message got through.

Unsure of if the message is getting through, Martin continues to speak through the radio, "Naru, this is Martin, I'm speaking through your handheld computer from a radio, if you have a microphone built into your computer, you should be able to speak to me, otherwise plug a microphone into your computer if you can. If you don't have a mic open the console and type a message"

...Martin knows that even if she just types something into the console, Martin should receive a distinct static sound coming from his radio similar to morse code, which would indicate that they are getting his messages.

The other group seems to have figure out how to send morse code through. It translates to "I can hear you. Are you ok?"

As Martin talks to the others over the radio he checks the 3 security monitors again to see if anything has changed on the screens...

The grid remains the same, nothing has changed from the last time Martin looked.

Martin goes back up the stairs to the metal door as he talks on the radio...

The door is as he left it, the keypad having reverted to its default ready for input screen.

Martin swipes the keycard and inputs the code 23950 again to see what happens...

[ACCESS GRANTED]
The door clunks and thuds but before it opens another message appears.
[SYNCHRONIZATION FAILURE]
[NO SIMULTANEOUS OPENING DETECTED]

The door suddenly opens with startling speed into another security station. Directly opposite the group there is another Syndoor that has also opened, revealing the shocked face of Martin. Inside the room there is a desk with a computer on it and a bald man sitting at it. The bald man stands up in a hurry and turns around to face a figure cloaked in black. The hooded man steps back in surprise at the intrusion from both doors and turns to the bald man
"Traitor." was all he said.
The bald man stood defiantly.
"I did it for everyone you've killed on this murderous endeavour, you monster!"
The black cloak didn't reply, only threw a hidden knife that lodged in the bald man's throat, before turning and exiting through a wooden door.

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Martin is well and truly alone in the maze now. The light is failing, and the shadows enclose around him. The feeling that he is nowhere near reality is stifling.

Slightly troubled by the atmosphere that he has now found himself in, Martin decides to go along the left path, he is now jogging with his M5 ready in his hand, listening for any sound of the gunman...

As he runs down the long dark path, he hears footsteps ahead. They are running, like him, and are somewhere close by, if not necessarily on the same path.

Martin continues to run down the path, keeping his eyes peeled for the gunman...

There is a shatter of glass, and the floodlight above him goes out. Martin is plunged into darkness, and the footsteps are closer, running at him.

Surprised by what just happened, Martin holds his M5 steady and starts firing blindly into the air ahead of him...

The flashes light up a few feet of the path in front of him as the bullets dissapear into the darkness. The footsteps become faster and closer, almost at him.

Surprised that the bullets aren't hitting the gunman, Martin continues to fire...

The steps move across the path, in the flashes of gunfire Martin sees the gunman running at him, leaping at the wall of a container, launching off it and diving right at him. He tackles Martin and the gun scitters off into the darkness. The gunman pins Martin and punches him in the jaw.

As he struggles to fight back against the gunman, Martin spits blood into his face and attempts to lunge at him and punch him in the face...

The gunman recoils from the blood, and Martin succeeds in punching him in the face. The gunman rolls off Martin and disappears into the darkness. He is still close and he begins to taunt Martin.
"Your friends are dead you know. They all died, right about when you got here."
He laughs a bit.
"You won't know what I mean, of course. Understandable."
He laughs hysterically, the sound echoing from all directions.

Martin gets up and stays in a crouched position on the floor, he pulls out his knife and holds it ready in his hand. "Fuck you, come and fight me like a man and stop hiding in the darkness you piece of shit", as Martin says this he listens for where the gunman may be, getting ready to attack if he can work out where he is, he also looks ahead, hoping that his eyes can get accustomed to the darkness, so that he may get a better view of what's going on...

A red glow filters through the darkness. It doesn't illuminate anything, but just shines out of the black.
"And what..." says the gunman.
"Makes you believe I'm hiding?"
He laughs.
"What makes you believe I'M A MAN!" He roars in a demonic voice that screams through Martins head and thunders in the dark.

"If your not a man, then what are you?" As Martin speaks he slowly gets up and moves back looking for the M5, if he can see it, Martin proceeds to pick it up, while he does this he keeps his knife ready...

Martin finds and raises the gun towards the sound of the voice.
It screams at him from the darkness.
"I AM MORE THAN YOU CAN EVER HOPE TO BE!"
The red light intensifies and lights up the corridor they are in. It's to bright to look directly at it, and it rushes at Martin. It emanates writhing destructive force as it moves.