Blaze

Operation: Save the Girls

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There were fat flies swarming around a garbage bin with a reek of overdue food and dirty towels. They were now walking along a small dirt path winding them through the empty storage houses. The material they were built out off had become worn down over years currently covered in cobwebs. Corpses of various flies waved back and forth due to the current of the wind. Chorong thought for a second the webs might come flying their way.

Stains of remnants she couldn't depict seemed to be running drily along the sides of the storage houses. Chorong assumed they'd been used for storing goods from the families in the countryside. As time elapsed and more people left for the cities Chorong supposed the storage houses had become of no use thus left behind; and now with no one nearby the gang had claimed the territory theirs.

The main warehouse came into view at the end of the trail; a long shed molded out of blue walls and a white roof.

"Step back," Lay thrust his arm out to move them toward a blind spot where they wouldn't be sighted.

Chorong felt her back gently thud against the shed to their right and worried about dead flies on the webs touching her back. The last thing she really needed was for a spider to be crawling through her hair during the mission.

She couldn't hear a thing and it seemed like the others were holding their breaths; their eyes sitting on the blue warehouse. The four rows of windows alongside the building had been blockaded up with either wood or some other material. Chorong wondered how the girls inside were faring.

How long had it been since they'd last seen daylight? Breathed fresh air?

Her heart ached for them.

"He said the girls were being held by the west end," Suho recalled in a quiet voice, his eyes still and full of concentration. "Is it the left or right?"

Lay seemed to calculate everything into his memory before replying, "Left. The merchandise inside hasn't been touched, so the girls must be held behind the leftoever shelves. It shouldn't be too far from the back door."

"How would you assume that?"

"There's a gap between the areas through the window," Lay narrowed his eyes to point it out, "there are definitely shelves inside. They're probably used as dividers to separate the girls from the powers."

Suho nodded, Chorong relayed the information through her brain and kept them locked inside.

"The back door's probably barred," Chorong concluded.

"Most likely from the outside if the girls can't access it from in," Lay nodded. "The men should be preparing to leave on the other end, which means not many of them are keeping watch on the girls."

"Then while we surprise them, you get the girls," Suho placed orders.

"Since we couldn't get a detailing of the area beforehand," Lay started, "we shouldn't fully assume that we're right on."

Chorong nodded.

"If you can't break the back door, use your gun," Lay suggested. "Making some noise won't hurt our plan, but be cautious. We're going to have to move faster if you have to use your gun. You should know what to do."

"I can take care of it," Chorong promised, anxiety building up deep within her chest. It was almost hard to breathe and control her thoughts with the ramming of her heart against her ribs. She fought hard to keep her breathing evenly paced and her hands from trembling.

Suho and Lay trusted her with the girls. Suddenly this mission seemed so much more dangerous and nerve wrecking. They only had one go and if she messed it up they were doomed. She didn't want to be the fault of it.