Twenty Two - The Mausoleum
John immediately followed where he was looking, but as soon as the gun swung up to point at the two, Danny pushed Aly back and closed the door behind them—not caring anymore if it made a slamming noise. “Be quiet" rule be damned. Survival was their top priority now. Danny locked the door behind him and dashed towards the sink. He tried to pry open the window, but it wouldn’t budge. Just on the other room, they could hear footsteps running towards them, and Shawn yelling at John, “Who the hell is in your house, Wendell? Did you set up a trap?” “I didn’t!” John snapped back. The doorknob began to rattle, but Danny couldn’t get the window to move. Beside him, Aly grabbed a pan and pushed him aside. She turned her head away as she smashed the window—glass flying outward. Shawn had begun
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