Claire's POV
"It's getting pretty hot in here, isn't it?" I laugh at my humor. She stares at me blankly as I slap my knee and chuckle. I'm so funny.
My humor quickly dries away as I see a flashing red light. A piercingly loud 'RMMM' sound fills the building. The alarms are going off. f**k.
Did I do something to trigger it?
Just as that thought goes through my head, a panicked voice sounds within the stairway. My eyes zoom into the woman's waist as I see that she has a walkie talkie. Was that always there? Focus Claire!
"We need armed defenses in quadrant sixteen! I repeat, we need armed defenses in-" the mans shouts quiet down and are replaced with a static-like sound. His walker talkie must have been crushed. Must have.
My eyebrows furrow as the woman's eyes slowly widen.
"Ti
