No, but the shoes don't lie.

"Somebody was here...looks like a girl from the shoes." Lara felt a twinge of indignation that she be stereotyped by her shoes, "Woman's nine" Oh. Right.

Trying not to cough on the cloud of ancient dust she excited with her fall, Lara pushed herself up and followed the wall further into darkness. The man's heavy footfalls were approaching quickly and she had to find a hiding place. The reflected light was just enough for her to make out the ancient corridor continuing on into darkness and she mentally cursed as she hurried along the wall. She'd never be able to get out of range of the light in time-

Her fingers caught on a crack in the wall. A big one. Kneeling, she found it grew as it reached the floor, continuing down into the ground beside it. If she could just squeeze in...