Celeste The fire spread fast. Old files, abandoned equipment, and years of dust turned the vault into a furnace. Smoke clawed at my throat, stinging my eyes as I dragged Elias toward the exit. His arm was heavy over my shoulders, his weight forcing my steps slow. “Keep moving,” I said, breath sharp. “I’m fine,” he gritted out, even though his face was pale. “You’re bleeding through everything you’re wearing. That’s not fine.” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. We stumbled into the night air, the cold hitting me like a slap after the heat of the fire. Behind us, the facility groaned as the flames devoured it. For a second, I stopped, chest heaving. It was over. Roarke was gone. But I didn’t feel relief. I felt the weight of everything still ahead. --- We didn’t go far. A cluster of broken-down buildings sat at the edge of Marrington, one of them still standing enough to shield us. I pushed the door open with my foot and guided Elias inside. It smelled of mildew and r
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