It slipped Kanji's notice for the moment, but he would in retrospect appreciate having reunited some lost connections during the evacuations. God knows he'd be fretting trying to keep track of where everyone was, and all ready hew knew quite a few of his friends were out fighting here and in that Teguci... blah-blah place. Hopefully, they'd come back in one piece.

As he raced up the stairs, the two following close behind, he pushed those thoughts out of his head. He had to focus on the task at hand, and who knew what else was hiding in the last upper floors.

When he reached the next floor, he heard... nothing. And felt unsettled. Pausing briefly to take the surroundings in, he prepared himself to knock on another row of doors.

"Sheesh, this ain't creepy at--" The door practically exploded into splinters. Everything happened at once; some thin, spindly humanoid erupting from the room with a shriek, mingled with the screams of the two rescued in surprise. A long-fingered hand, bones jutting from the fingertips almost like claws, wrapped around his neck and pushing him back, pinning him against the adjacent wall. The wind was knocked from his lungs, and for a moment he was disoriented from the force.