Our footsteps echoed down the long, narrow corridor, thick with the stench of old metal, burnt oil, and rust. The flickering overhead lights cast our shadows across the cracked walls, leaping like hunted silhouettes.Mikaela was half-dragged by Jullian, her body still weak, but her eyes, now fully open, were wide with panic. Her breath came fast and shallow, one arm wrapped around her belly with an instinctual protectiveness that beat out the pain.I walked ahead of them, while Ben… moved like a ghost behind me. His steps made no sound, but his presence clung to the back of my neck like a dark shadow that refused to lift.“This way,” Ben muttered. “Back emergency stairs. Car’s waiting past the gate.”Every word from his mouth made my stomach turn.The building felt like an abandoned warzone. Cracked walls, groaning floors, and every door looking like it might be booby-trapped. But we kept.One more turn.A heavy steel door opened into a loading dock.And suddenly—Everything exploded.
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