All I can see is Hannah trapped inside that corridor with the monster who built her nightmares.
The steel begins glowing orange under Russ’s torch.
“Hurry,” I snap.
Russ doesn’t even look at me.
“I am.”
Inside the corridor—
muffled through the steel—
I hear Wu’s voice faintly.
Calm.
Steady.
Insane.
Then Hannah shouting something back.
Another violent tremor nearly knocks us sideways.
Concrete cracks thunder overhead.
The reactor is minutes away from catastrophic breach.
Gabriel checks the monitor again.
His face goes pale.
“Oh God.”
“What now?”
“The blast radius expanded.”
No.
“How bad?”
Gabriel swallows hard.
“If the core fully detonates…”
A pause.
“…this entire section of Bucharest collapses.”
Jesus Christ.
Wu isn’t just trying to erase evidence anymore.
He’s trying to bury a city.
Russ finally kicks the weakened hinge hard.
