Axel doesn't have to tell him twice. If there was electricity in that darkness -- and for all he friggin' knows, there was, not like he knows how to find it -- he could've made a little more of a contribution to the cause. As it is, he bolts for the exit, hoping like hell Axel's right behind him. If he isn't, he might never get back to the bar... not to mention home.

All those thoughts flit by in the blink of an eye and before he knows it, he's through. Breathing a little hard, but through.