T W E N T Y O N E

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"Just do it already." Evan pushes Leah.

"Yah, I don't want to get caught." I say. Leah pulls out her pistol. She aims for the water vent. She pulls the trigger. Water drips from it.

"Okay I need to get on Evan shoulders now." Leah says. Evan walks over. She climbs over him. I hand her a knife. She punches a hole and cuts it open. Evan and Leah are soaked.we quickly go into the hallway. "Over hear!" Leah orders. She walks into a room.

"This is were we came in. If we open it we can escape." Evan explains. We put our hand on the bob and twist it. With struggle we manage to get it open. The water flows into the bulding. We push through. The taste of salt fills my mouth. The water was dark but sunlight peeped through. Evan swims up next to Leah. I try to catch up.

Suddenly something grabs my foot. Beth. I struggle to get her off. My breathe is becoming smaller. I kick her face with my other foot. She lets go and her nose starts to bleed. I swim up fast, faster, as fast as I can go. I finally feel cool air. U.S. Three made it out. We crawl onto shore and fall asleep.

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