♔Eustacia (P.O.V)
The safe house is a large underground storage unit. The walls and ceiling are coated with metal plates. The food that was once stored here is pushed far against the back wall. At least 50 adults, 20 elders, and 30 children litter the area.
Leah and I purposely entered last so we would be close to the door.
Bam! Bam! I pound against the solid metal door, keeping us inside. “Let me out,” I groan at the guards, my face against the cold door.
“We can’t do that, Miss Eustacia,” the one on the right side of the door speaks up. His voice is somewhat shaky as he speaks, it’s clear fear is bothering him.
Surely he would be eager to leave if I asked for something. No harm in trying, I shrug gently. “Well can one of you guys go get me something to snack on, all that’s in here a
