CHAPTER 21
“Could you stop roasting me when I’m trying to help you not get blown up,” Jason said making emphasis on the ‘not’.
“Well I would if you stop asking dumb questions. Dumb questions receive dumb answers…Jason,” Noelle yelled.
After the short bicker, they both kept quiet in order not to get into a fight. Jason was using all his strength to push the door but it just wasn’t working. The more he tried, the more he was hurting.
The doors were apparently made with titanium and the locks were sealed tight so nothing could go in or come out.
At Jason’s failed attempts to break down the door, Noelle felt hot tears streaming down her cheeks. If she wasn’t able to make it, it didn’t mean Jason could suffer the same faith too.
“Jason please get out of here the timer is nearing its end, and as much as I hate it please get out of here,” Noelle yelled crying.