Originally Posted by Jermaine Rousseau

Jermaine was so happy when the door opened that he almost dropped the mirror... but he didn't. Instead he took the biggest breath of fresh air his lungs would hold. "Ahh, l'air frais, comment tu m'as manqué." (Ahh, fresh air, how I have missed you.)

"Nox" he says putting out the light on his wand. There was no need for it now with all the light coming from the outside.

Slowly he makes his way down the corridor to the stands. He is really starting to feel the pain from all his injuries now that he knows he has made it out. Once he finds all his friends and knows they are safe he will be making a trip to see the healer.