Flash Friday #96: Surviving Elsewhere, Part 45-- The End

(Link to part 44)




While we stared upward, a crack appear in the dome above us, which was bad enough, but then I remembered we were deep within a mountain. More than just the ceiling stood above us.

"I suggest," Edmond said, his voice quite calm. "That we run."

A fine mist of dust fell. The ceiling cracked more in a fine spiderweb pattern.

We all turned to the exit, but Darman stood