Lila's P.O.V
The cold seeped us, a deep, damp chill that matched the tension. It had been some minutes since any of us spoke because of the shooting coming from scattered directions. I could also hear the sounds of Diane's windshield wipers fighting a losing battle, the rumble of the engine, and the occasional, violent buzz from my pocket.
"Oh Lord! Please let this just be her." I said peeping from the corner I and Ethan squatted.
"Ethan," I shouted, panicking as a third foot reached our back.
"I'm here, I'm with you." He said looking at me, his face dripping sweat and fear.
The steps drew closer and we both turned our necks.
"Huh!" My panting stopped. It was Nico. His whole clothes were dusted and stained with blood. I was shocked at my sight.
"We need to hurry out of here, there's
