Into the Kill Zone

ROWAN’S POV

Roland is already on his feet and heading down the hallway toward the storage room, pulling the key from his pocket as he goes.

I hear the padlock rattle, hear him wrenching the door open, hear Trent’s panicked voice — “What the fuck is happening? What’s going on out there?” — and Roland telling him to shut up and hold still while he works on the chains.

I press myself against the wall