But what if I do and all I see is Flich’s and Walker’s dead bodies on the floor?
I don’t know if I can live with that guilt on my shoulders for the rest of my life. I shake my head, taking a sharp breath and ridding myself of those thoughts. I can’t think this way. I have to keep moving forward. It’s what keeps me alive.
I grab the door handle and cautiously push it open, my other hand hovering over my gun. I don’t know what exactly to expect, but I have to be prepared for anything. My nerves relax and sweet relief washes over me as my eyes spot Flich and Walker sitting on the unmoved beds in the plain room. They’re both alive and appear unharmed. My hand drops from my gun and I step into the room, taking in the familiar room. A true smile graces my face.
Flich jumps to his feet, at the sight of me. His dark blond hair is still slicked back and oil stains still cover parts of his face. He hasn’t changed. “Kal!” he breathes in awe and shock.
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I watch the girl, Gena, for a minute more, when that feeling of suspicion and tension in my stomach doesn’t die down. Instead it bubbles up as she takes a step towards me. I don’t know if it’s just because I’m closer to the nuke now and my senses are screaming at me to run away or if there really is something wrong with this girl.
I don’t have to trust her and I won’t. I just need to get out of here with my friends, alive, I tell myself. That’s what matters.
“So how are you getting us out of here?” Gena asks, her voice just a bit too innocent.
I cautiously glance at Walker who seems to share the same suspicion. At least, I’m not the only one paranoid. I’m about to answer back when hairs on the back of my neck stand on ends and my entire body turns towards the danger. I’m being attacked. Flich yells my fake name in warning. I’m already way ahead of him, spinning on my heels towards the danger and my hands on my gun. A Red rushes towards me, wanting to grab me.
That’s his mistake.
He should have shot