The darkness lifts, and you are standing in a room.
On your own.
Aw hell, not again. This is what the stupid Location meant when it said splitting the group would be “UNNECESSARY”.
There’s a hole in the wall to another room, and what looks like a friendly welcoming message that someone has scribbled over in greenish faded paint stuff.
You hear a muffled voice from the next room.
DANIEL: “Stupid damn place, back to square one, argh!”
Okay, make that not completely alone again. Not quite back to square one.