Chapter 28 - BURIED ALIVE
Inside the vault, a horrific rumble echoed through the bedrock as thousands of tons of snow and timber collapsed above them.
The lights flickered and died completely, plunging the vault into absolute darkness.
"Reese! Elena!" Clara called out into the pitch black, her voice echoing in the small steel room.
"I'm here, Clara," Reese replied, clicking on his small penlight beam.
Elena was sitting against the back wall, holding a small pocket rosary and praying softly in Spanish.
"The air vents are completely blocked by snow," Reese reported after inspecting the ceiling intake valves.
"How long do we have?" Clara asked, touching the cold steel wall that was rapidly turning freezing cold.
"Ninety minutes max," Reese estimated grimly. "And temperature is dropping fast."
Clara looked at the titanium trunk sitting in the center of the vault floor.
"If we die here, Julian Vance wins," Clara said, her eyes flashing with renewed fire.
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She walked over to the trunk, entering her birth date into the digital keypad.
The trunk unlocked with a soft hiss of released pressure, revealing an ancient satellite radio phone and a distress beacon.
