As Shadow stepped forwards he moved over some shadows, he then dissappeared into them and appeared behind Zack, grabbing him by his neck. "I can now "phase" through shadows and darkness, a power worthy of being called Shadow grab hold of my sleeve, I'll phase you through the floor...they'll think you're trapped, but as long as you hold on you'll continue to phase until you reach the floor below..."
(I'll just pretend there was a cellar or basement level)
Almost ready to panic, Zack let some of the air in his lungs escape as he hit the darkness of the floor. What seemed like an eternity latera flash of light announced his entry into the basement. Smashing into the floor, he took a moment to recover, letting his eyes reaccustom to the light. Rolling over onot his back, he pushed himself up.
Looking around, he found himself in what looked like an operationg theatre. On the wall were diagrams of gene structure and examples of mutations, as well as the ways to cut them out. Though he wasn;t stupid, Zack was half out of the door when he realised what the theatre was used for - the forced destruction of mutant genes - and a rage filled him.
Running back into the room, he flung his hands upward and all the apparatus not bolted down flw into the ceiling. Making a fist, he punched in the directon of a wall, and bricks flew into the corridor beyond. Movng through the gap, he punched at the exit wall, making himself an escape corridor by pure anger.
Finally, Zack reached the outside, having tunnelled upward. As soon as he breathed fresh air, all his anger left him, and his adreniline flow stopped. He collapsed, exhausted.
(Who shall save him?!)