Chapter 252: Long Night XVI
Athena watched in incredulity as Ewan squatted, despite the deadly cloud of sarin gas—mixed with some other component she wasn’t sure of —emitting from the safe space, and grabbed the gold bars, the pistol, and a strange necklace that she hadn’t seen earlier.
If he wanted all these, why didn’t he at least grab the face mask first, which they had left lying around during their intensive search?
What was with this foolish man and giving her a heart attack at every turn? They could always come back and retrieve those items. Wasn’t he thinking?!!
Her thoughts, however, seemed foolish the next second when an opening caved in the ceiling and a trail of fire dropped down into the room, leading to combustion.
The bed went up in flames first.
Athena grabbed the journal to her chest, impatient as Ewan dodged the onslaught of flames, and got to her point.
"Fast, open the wall!!"
But Ewan was quite disoriented and couldn’t get the patterns right.
After the third attempt, with the fire ravaging all around them, Athena knew they needed to find another escape route. It was with relief that she discovered the passageway leading to the road was still open.
"Quick, let’s go the other way! Can you run fast?" She asked, seeing the fire consuming everything in its path, even threatening to cover the exit she was looking at.
Ewan nodded, unable to speak; his throat was closing up.