Kane
“We move now.”
The words came out harder than I intended.
But the beam hanging across the collapsed gap groaned loudly.
We had seconds.
Maybe less.
Dust drifted through flashing red lights while the ruined corridor shook beneath us.
Nobody moved.
Not immediately.
Because truth had frozen us harder than fear.
Lena stared at me.
And I knew that look.
Disappointment.
The dangerous kind.
Not loud anger.
Not screaming.
Just distance.
That hurt more.
The beam creaked again.
Metal grinding against broken concrete.
Ethan pointed.
“That thing is not waiting for our emotional problems.”
He wasn’t wrong.
The hallway behind us cracked loudly.
A section of ceiling collapsed.
Concrete exploded across the floor.
Zara yelped.
“We’re going to die!”
“No,” I said.
But certai
