What Are The Odds?
My heart pounded in my chest as I surveyed the approaching army tanks and trucks from the rooftop of the facility. The morning sun cast an eerie glow on the formidable war machines, highlighting their imposing presence. I glanced at my sister, our eyes meeting in silent understanding. The weight of the situation pressed heavily upon us both.
Anxiety gnawed at my mind as I realized that the call that Widget had made for backup had likely fallen on deaf ears or they were still on their way. The other half of the team, stationed in the city, were meant to join us after sunrise. Either way, they weren't on site. However, the sight of the advancing army made it clear that they would be late, leaving my sister and I to face the impending confrontation alone.