Thirteen's POV
I take a step into the room only to freeze as my eyes spot what's wired up along the top of the ceiling. I follow it down to the metal contraptions set up on the floor.
Great. We come this far without any traps and she set's room up to be a freaking mind field.
"What are you waiting for?" Devin questions and tries to walk around me but I put my arm out to stop him before pointing up to the explosives strapped up to the ceiling.
"Well, that's a problem." He says simply his eyes going down to the bear traps the explosives are wired to.
Step on one of those and you'll not only get your foot caught and mangled, but you'll set off the explosives if you move the trap or open it.
"Now I'm seeing what you meant when you said she loved traps...and explosives," Jason mutters.
