You don't need to say anything. You just stride forward with the Blood burning behind your eyes, and the dread fury of your gaze—perhaps mingled with the rising, bestial terror you feel as sunrise approaches—drives the famulus back. It flaps away with a frightened caw. Without the distraction of the famulus, you're able to move quickly around the abandoned station. You run to the north side, which will buy you a few more seconds before the light destroys you. And there you find a single open window. As smoke starts to escape from your clothes, you wiggle inside, then crawl-kick away from the hole. Yarrk wiggles his way inside a moment later, his coat gleaming in the light of sunrise.
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