“I couldn’t hear the last part of her sentence,” Amal said. “Did she say to get out?”
Amal’s eyes wandered to a green button with the label Power Release in red letters. “Here it is!” Amal cried.
Her finger was nearly over the button when Demetrius pulled her away. He put his arms around her.
Above, an explosion tore through the well as it filled with pink fire.
It was traveling downward.
It was traveling toward them.
“Oh my god,” they both said.
They held each other as the fire blew through the aquifer.
