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Fallon stared down the stairs.

"Uhm, guys?" rustling came from the steps.

Hearing the panic in her brothers voice, Lola knew they couldn't stay here long. She ripped into her satchel and brought out pens and a notebook. She started writing everything down that she could. Looking from computer to computer. She examined the blueprints and copied them to the best of her abilities, which weren't very good because of her rush.

"Felicity?" Fallon called. "What's going on?!"