It was coming.
“Quick, hide!” [name_u]Callum[/name_u] hissed urgently, grabbing Alina’s hand and pulling her into the pantry behind him. It was hot and stuffy, and all [name_u]Callum[/name_u] could hear was Alina’s heavy breathing and his heart booming in his chest. A crash. Footsteps. It was getting closer, and they were running out of time.
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