This was his chance. Quentin watched with wide eyes as Nea tilted her head and spat in Michael's eyes. Seeing the giant monster take a step back and shake his head in surprise almost made Quentin laugh, but instead he waved his hand just enough so that Nea could(more) see. She pointed, with just one finger, towards the exit gates. Michael let out a low growl and her hand stilled.
"Haven't had enough?" she called out, raising her voice so Quentin had time to escape. Michael was watching her struggle, and he tilted his head just an inch as Nea coughed up a mouthful of blood and let her eyes begin to close.
Michael rubbed at his eyes, letting out another growl. Gross, Quentin thought to himself, when Nea spat at him again with the last energy she had. She could have used it to struggle, but why bother? Quentin wouldn't be able to save her. Before the light in her eyes died out, she pointed at the generator again, this time without trying to hide it. Michael didn't see it.
Instead, he had turned around, and with wide eyes Quentin saw him begin to lift the mask to wipe at his face thanks to Nea's bodily projectiles. He glanced towards the exit he could just barely see through the trees.
This was his only chance.
Both to escape, and to see the killer under the mask.
Well. He would simply escape another time.
Michael's eyes were kept shut, and though it was hard to see his features in the fog, the idea that he was plain-faced almost made Quentin numb-at least until he set the mask back on and looked right at Quentin.
As he was being carried to the hook, Quentin spotted the exit. Just one missed opportunity. (less)