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“And if the men get inside?”

I look at the unconscious guard.

“Push him against the door.”

Her eyebrows rise.

“Seriously?”

“He weighs at least two hundred pounds.”

Three girls immediately grab him.

Good.

These girls are survivors.

I unlock the door.

The corridor is empty.

“Lock it behind me.”

Jasmine catches my arm.

“Hayley.”

I turn.

“Thank you.”

My throat closes.

“Get out of here first. Thank me later.”

I step into the corridor.

The lock clicks behind me.

I move toward the mine entrance.

The closer I get, the louder everything becomes.

Engines.

Men shouting.

Radios.

Somewhere outside, a siren wails.

Then another.

I reach the heavy metal door and look through the narrow opening.

Chaos.

Men are running between buildings.