The stone corridor on the other side of Piers's tunnel felt mundane and comfortable, almost like the Stronghold, except this place was darker, without windows and I could tell without scanning we were deep underground.

Beneath Los Angeles, Piers sent, tight and focused. This way.

So he'd been here before, enough he knew where to go? Excellent. Saved us from hunting through what was feeling like a bit of a maze to me ...