The slight creak of the door left my heart drumming, I had no time to ponder or analyse. Everything from this moment on would be full speed. Jackson quickly made it to the small window, his frame looking far too big to fit through. With a little struggle his frame disappeared out of sight, before Sarah followed his lead, she grabbed my hand in a gentle grip.
"we’re going to make it Breya"
Without another word she was gone, placing my hands on the rocky ledge I pushed my body up. The adrenaline helping to ignore the inevitable protest of my broken body. Turning my body around to face the drop below left my stomach in a knot impossible to untangle.
There was something different about this fear though. I wasn't paralysed or frozen I felt strangely empowered. Jackson and Sarah both stood on
