Further in to the temple...

As Lara wearily weighed her options she heard a rustle from outside the hole. Spinning around she hears the muffled grumbling of at least a dozen men.

"-really have to keep looking? We've been at it all day." "Haven't slept since yesterday..." "C'mon Jack, lets just break camp. Mathias never needs to-"

A ragged but commanding voice spoke over the rest, "Would y'all quit your bitching for five minutes and do your job!? Mathias is out here with us, y'know what he's like: If he sees a campfire then at least one of us is gonna get it. The Doc said their was at least ten of 'em, so SHUT UP and keep searchin'." The others grumbled but quieted down, easily making their way through the darkening forest despite their exhaustion.

Lara held her breath and pressed herself against the wall. Could "The Doc" be Whitman? How many were captured? Maybe she could wait till they passed and then follow them to her friends?

All of these thoughts shattered as crumbling rock slid down from the entrance and a light shined in.

"See anything?" "No...wait. Looks like shoes."

Lara's heart stopped as she saw the light flit across her shoes on the far side of the corridor. She had taken them off to let her feet breath a little while she recuperated. How could she have been so stupid! Putting aside the flash of anger she quickly edged her way further down the corridor away from the light, which flickered as one of the men climbed down into the tunnel. She moved as quickly as she dared, slowly speeding up as the mans heavy breathing became less muffled, and breaking into a sprint as she heard the mans boots fall heavily on the stone floor. Just as the light speared down the tunnel she threw herself behind the corner into darkness...