Verdammt verdammt verdammt! Kurt kept an even pace and his face was fairly neutral, but his tail lashed like an angry cat's, betraying mounting agitation. There wasn't that much space for him to cover, really. Only one room full of creepy, wrecked equipment and a couple hallways since that alarm had gone off and the doors had locked down. His attempt at productive exploring had already turned into irritated pacing. He tried to tell himself that someone would have to find him eventually, but it was hard to stay positive with the oppressive weight of the earth above and the creepy, identical rooms that made teleporting to safety untenable.

And he was pretty sure the X-men weren't the only ones to have come across this abandoned facility. That was just icing on the cake.