81 The Truth

"KATARINA! COVER YOUR EARS!" She was frantically trying to reach me without turning back herself. She wasn't looking at me, but rather something behind me.

I was smart enough to clamp my forearms over my ear and cover the back of my neck with my hands as I took off running again. The ceiling of the parking garage started caving in behind me, and a giant slab of cement fell onto a spot I'd been standing in just a few seconds before. The force of the impact on the ground made me lose my balance, and I fell onto all fours just past the clearing line of safety, barely outside of the entrance to underground parking.

We were lucky our rental was on the ground level.

Hands grabbed me and pulled me out the rest of the way before letting me lean against a cement wall. We were out of the red zone.