EVA LEVESQUE
It took us so long to arrive at the top of the stairs. Flynn and Carlos were not small people. They were heavy.
There was another wooden door at the top of the stairs. I noticed the slight vibrations on the ceiling. As we got higher and higher, the vibrations turned into violent quakes and patterns which made me think that explosions were happening above the place.
The first thought I had was that we must be under a battlefield or a volcano. If so, then how are we going to escape unscathed? I should be leaving the questions out for later, I can just figure it out when the time comes.
My palms rested on the door to gently push it when we heard voices just outside the door.
“How did they find us?!”
“We don’t know! As far as I know, we are under attack by the military”
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