Lana’s heart pounded in her chest as she sprinted down the narrow, dimly lit maintenance tunnel. The harsh fluorescent lights above flickered sporadically, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The tunnel was cold, and every step seemed to echo louder than the last.
She could hear the rush of footsteps behind her—Elena was right on her heels, her breath steady, her focus unwavering. Caleb, however, was lagging behind, his movements erratic and uncertain. Lana cursed under her breath but didn’t slow down. They couldn’t afford to waste any time.
The sound of shouts and boots pounding against the ground reverberated through the walls of the facility. Their brief moment of advantage was slipping away. The enemy would be on them soon, and when they found out where they were headed, they’d close
