Chapter 22

• ~Foxy~
• “Alpha! Watch out!” yells the woman whose hand I’m holding, as a beam broke above us from the ceiling.
• He rolls, tucking my body with him to safety. It seems as if we are there for hours, but I know it can’t be more than a few minutes because spring storms pass by so quickly. The sound of a rushing locomotive is deafening, and the screams of terror surrounding me make me cover my ears. When a large storage shelf falls over, I look up and the woman is hurt, and quickly I pull away from Ambrose.