Everything felt as if it were in slow motion. The blast, the burn, and the after effects.
My body was in the air as the hot air propelled Zanthus and I forward, in opposite directions. He went one way and I went another; like two rag dolls, we lost control of our bodies.
The cabin exploded into a million pieces; wood splintering everywhere and fire encasing the air behind me. If Zanthus and I hadn't made it to the door, we would've been crispy. But that raised another last minute thought.
They wanted us to survive that. If they hadn't, they would've made a bomb that was more discreet. They had warned us. And although my life was intact, I knew the worst wasn't over. More things were going to happen.
My mind was swimming and I could barely hear anything as the ground began to creep clos
