“You sure you know where you’re going?” Michael asked. “I own this town,” she fired back. He chuckled despite the rush we were in, but I had no time to wonder where the hell this kid came from, or if she was really leading us to safety. Right now, we had no choice. Stopping, she rose up and popped up a floorboard, all of us crawling up into the warehouse, and right into the Mad Scientist’s wing again. As soon as we were all inside and we knew where we were at, Michael picked up the kid, threw her over his shoulder, and ran, all of us following him. “Oh, my God, I can walk.” She raised up and
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