As the beam ripped through the building, IX felt his feet slip from under him and soon enough he was laying on his backside. He had not been too far from the beam itself, not being caught in it was something of a minor miracle. Though he had fallen, his magnetic-made barricade was still holding place at the end of the hallway. The creatures were pounding on it with great intensity, but IX wasn't too worried. It wasn't ideal but the beam had severed the hallway into two sides, he wasn't able to see anything more than rubble on the other side. For whatever reason, what awaited him beyond that barrier he made did not worry him, not in the least. The emergence of his powers made him more intrigued, exactly how far could he push all of this?

He didn't know what the others were up to, he was curious but apparently they were not. IX gathered himself together and finally got back on his feet, his feet which he careful had to place after the beam caused debris everywhere. His bare feet were freezing on the metal floor, but there was no solution that he could see in the area. One thing was clear though, the stability of the building was in serious doubt. He was not an architect, at least he couldn't remember being one, but he was fairly certain of this. The first thing that came to mind was using one of the metal panels; by doing that, he could make a bridge over to the other side.

Yet while that might have been a good choice, IX wasn't sold on it. "They didn't follow me out, though I sealed a side off for them....I think I'll allow them to find their own way out then...", he wasn't bitter about it, it was more of a pragmatic view. He had showed them what he could do and proved he could hold his own, he was looking for a similar return from the rest of them. If, there still was a rest of them. That left him with one choice, he would have to unseal the door he just closed off. He scanned the rest of the hallway that was in front of him, trying to figure out what he could use. More of the ceiling and floor panels, wiring and casing from inside of the walls, maybe it wouldn't be so hard for him.

IX tried to clear his thoughts; his powers had awoken not too long ago and he didn't know if they would be fading in or out. He didn't know exactly how many zombies would be behind the door he blocked. From his short term memory and the glance he got of the elevator area, it did not look like it could hold too many of them. He didn't have the blessing of ignorance though; he was well aware there were others with powers, possibly ones who had been using theirs longer than he. Options were limited though, he would have to push through whatever was waiting for him, whether he liked it or not.

Raising both of his hands from his sides, IX opened up his palms and focused on what was in front of him. The metal panels that covered both the floor and ceiling once again started to shake, then freed themselves from being in place. Six panels in total hovered in the air in front of IX, he then lowered his hands as the six of them started to hover around him. As he started to walk toward the door he had blocked off, the panels started spinning around him, faster and faster. Once he was a few feet from the doors, he raised a hand and the blockade moved. He was ready for a fight, stepping into the elevator lobby and expecting hell.

....He received nothing of the sort.

The flood of zombies that had been a major threat not too long ago, were gone, every single one of them. IX scanned the area vigorously, making sure there was not a single place they could be hiding. The panels that had been spinning around him fell to the floor, rattling as they did. Nobody was around him, all alone in front of what looked to be an easy escape route. IX walked over to the elevators and started pressing the "UP" button, but there was no sign of life from the elevator.

"Of course not, that would just be way too convenient, wouldn't it?", he shook his head in a sign of disgust. "So now what..?"

"You've always been so clever....You can figure this all out...and if you can't....then I can help you..."

IX turned back around when he heard the voice, but there was nobody there. The voice was familiar, that of a woman's, a woman that he swore he knew. An Irish tone to her voice, he couldn't bring an image to his mind just yet but he knew she was important to him. He knew very well that she was someone special, but he also knew something more important, that she was right.

He back up from the buttons and stood in front of the steel doors leading to the elevator shaft. He raised his right hand and made a sweeping motion with it, opening the doors. Once they were open, he walked over to the edge of the shaft to see where the elevator car was. It was only one floor down, which ended up working perfectly for his situation. Using his right hand again, he made a rising motion with it, that allowed the elevator car to come up to his floor. Instead of hopping inside of it though, he waited till the top of it got to the edge, then he stood on top of the elevator car.

"Hopefully the surface is a little more pleasant than this place...", he spoke once more to himself as the elevator does started to close and he slowly rose to the surface level, on top of his elevator car. IX did not know what to expect when he reached the surface, but he was hoping at the very least, that he would be able to get some decent clothes.