Chapter Twenty-Eight
Raina led them farther down the hall where the ReVamp had been hidden, moving past more broken doors and shattered light bulbs.
“In here.” Raina lead them through one of the dingiest-looking doors.
Someone had scrawled words onto it. A long string of something Nola didn’t take the time to read.
The room was so small, the light from the hall lit the four cracked walls. Not pausing, Raina headed to a tiny closet in the back. Fabric had been tacked to the wall. Raina pulled it aside, revealing a tiny trap door.
“Big guy might have some trouble.” Raina knelt and yanked a wooden panel out of the wall. “Anyone who minds a tight squeeze can feel free to head out the front.”
“You first,” Nola said.
Please let it be caved in.
It was an irrational thought. They needed to
