"Everything with entities," Steve agrees, talking a little just to talk, both out of agitation and hoping it will help Winter find him -

There. He breaks into a not-quite-sprint, just wanting to get over there, though he's got to take care not to trip over wires (or bodies) in the dim light.

He thinks he sees something flash down one row, undulating and - "Shit. Snake."

He practically leaps the last few feet, grabbing for Winter's flesh forearm. "I don't know if it saw me," he hisses, twisting to look back the way he came, at the end of the row he just passed.