1.68 Pandemonium

From the slit provided to me by the slightly open door behind Uncle Fern, I can see police and men in black come into the building. Wes. Could he have followed me? Hope wells within my heart and I almost smile. Jon and Uncle Fern, on the other hand, start to panic as the shots outside get louder. Uncle Fern has his finger against his lip, asking for everyone to stay quiet. He closes the door behind him and almost got hit by bullets being rained into it. All of us duck to avoid getting hit, too. My heart hammers inside my chest. What the hell are the police doing? Dad, David, and I could've been hit! I check to see that they're still in one piece. They are, although my Dad remained unmoving in his spot in the ground. I can see him breathing, though. So, that is a huge relief.

"They don't know we're in here." Uncle Fern surmises, he then points to his mean "We need to go. We'll take the door to the left."

"But what about the hostages?" Jon argues.