(Jessica’s P.O.V)

The next challenge was figuring out how to open this door without alerting the men.

Desperately searching for something to pry the door open, I found the area to be meticulously clean, with nothing useful on the ground. The dust irritated my nostrils, causing me to sneeze. I attempted to stifle another sneeze when I saw the little boy approach the door and open it with ease.

Ah!

He gestured towards the open door, signaling for me to escape. I nodded in gratitude.

My feet began pounding against the cement floor before my brain even gave the signal., Slowing a bit, I glanced back at the boy, to...