TST, 2020
The chipping machine produced a mammoth noise. They could be heard at any time.
Baraka’s lips were trembling. “I think we should just leave.”
Daniel continued removing the cemented floor. Leo’s and Isla’s eyes were moving here and there twitchily.
Baraka wept the sweat. “Hey Dan, just stop!”
Daniel kept chipping. After ten minutes, only bricks remained on the floor. The three started removing the bricks off.
“Baraka, can’t you be of any help?” Isla said.
Baraka looked around skeptically. “If we get—”
“You can leave.” Leo said.
Baraka knelt and started removing the bricks.
“OMG!” Isla snapped, looking at the lights coming from a distance.
“We’re dead!” Baraka muttered.
“Let’s keep digging!” Leo said.
The lights were getting closer.
“Guys, I’m leaving!” Baraka said.
