Yes.

Just barely managing to wedge herself into the crack, Lara wiggled her way down into the hole. The rough stone made the tight descent uncomfortable and she felt her clothes tear as she squeezed down. It got wider below the floor and she was able to hunker down, safely out of the approaching light. Holding her breath, she braced herself against the crumbling rock walls. Now that she was down here she became acutely aware of the yawning abyss below her and her muscles strained to maintain pressure on the walls.

The steps approached, continued past, and then stopped. The light swung around...

Lara breathed a sigh of relief as the man retreated back down the hallway, calling out to his comrades at the entrance.

"Nothin here but dust and-ACK!"

Lara's heart stopped as she heard a wet crunch and then the unmistakeable sound of a body hitting the floor.

"Mikael? HOLY SHIT! Get me out, GET ME OUT!"

Mad scrambling marked the departure of the men but Lara didn't dare breath in the ringing silence that followed. The catacombs abruptly lost their charm as her imagination ran wild with thoughts of what could be above her. The darkness would have been suffocating were it not for Mikael's torch, somewhere down the tunnel. Her arms and legs shook from the flood of adrenaline but she could distantly feel them weakening as the minutes ticked by, she couldn't hold this position for much longer. But the only way out was above her. With whatever had killed Mikael.