[Croix stumbles from the force, and falls backwards because it's just that much harder to keep your balance amidst a whole bunch of round objects. It means he gets a good look at the ceiling. Including the claw. ... Well, shit. At least it's attached...?

He quickly gets back up, pushes (or rather, wades) through the balls and climbs out of the machine, ready to run.]

Come on!

> You waste no time in running for the open DOOR, though you periodically look back to make sure WASHINGTON is on his way too.