Cara resolved to push forward using every ounce of willpower she possessed. She picked her face up out of the dust and wiped the sweat and tears from her cheeks.
That’s when she noticed something. There was a track in the dust.
This is the direction Bradley went, it had to be.
It was like seeing a light, a compass to guide her through the darkness. She pulled herself up onto her elbows and shuffled along the path. She felt connected to him again as she touched the marks he’d left on the cold metal.
But where could he be? Where had they taken him?
She followed the trail silently, though she dreaded what she would find at the end. But she pressed on. The tracks finally ended right at a large vent, and there was no sign that he’d continued anywhere after this. So she pulled herself to
