I was hoping we could barricade in a closet for that, no luck.

[he steadies himself on not-so-steady footing and finds a handhold. In front of them the floor is completely collapsed in except for what seems to be a single intact board stretching over the pitch black of the basement— with splintered wood as the only thing to break their fall. The anomaly's feet are thunderously loud from above them. It seems slightly confused where they are, but it gets in order pretty quick]

Oh, no. Oh, this isn't good. The floor sounds too deep. I figured this building must have collapsed. Zidane, are we stuck?