"Pssst! Ben!" I hiss, narrowing my eyes to improve my vision in the darkness. His shadowed figure stops and turns around.
"What?" Ben responds, his voice a low whisper.
"Stop wondering off on you're own, it isn't safe." I tell him. I physically stop myself from walking over to him and dragging him back to where Trish and I stand.
What is it about men and taking over the situation?
Ben huffs in disagreement but moves towards us, huddling back together in our little safety circle. I glance between both of them, feeling their warm breath hitting my cheeks.
"Let's move slowly, okay?" I mumble and they both nod, their expressions serious to match the severity of the situation. I slowly begin to move forward, watching the floor carefully so I don't step on anything.
Broken glass, a needle,
