The two of you wait. First, the Reporter is consumed and dragged into the mass. You can feel the same happening to you, when some of the unconsumed flooring underneath you shudders on the weight of the new material coating it – and collapses under you. As you realize the means to which the two of you could have escaped, a sense of despair fills you, and you collapse to the ground of what appears to be the cellar – untouched by the mass of organs above. You hear the gap seal with a sickening lurch – and are once more alone.