Freedom,for now.

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                       LANAS POV
I hear heavy footsteps...I freeze. Terror takes control of my body,I don't know what to do, my gut says run but my heart says to stay with Judy.she wouldn't understand why I ran. I grip the door handle. My nails scratching against the heavy metal doors,err that feeling send shivers down my spin. My middle nail snaps in half, ow shit!!!! Blood trickles down my hand. I'm pulling at the door with all my might. It won't budge. Judy's screaming and crying, "shhh!!!!" She nods and softly sniffles.the door Hinge snaps and the door cracks. I reach for Judy's arthritis stricken hand,and pull her through the crack we run out of the tunnel.my car is still running I jump in. Poor Judy can't get the door open. I jump out and help her. As soon as I get in the car I hit the gas. Screeches leave my ears ringing. We're free.....Judy's free,for know at least.

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