Chapter 2 - The Blast
The heavy metal oxygen tank hissed furiously as the raging flames licked against its cold surface.
Clara felt the searing heat scorch her skin just as her water broke, mixing with the smoke and soot on the floor.
With a deafening roar, the tank ruptured under the thermal pressure, sending a massive shockwave through the burning chamber.
Debris flew in all directions, shattering the antique mahogany wardrobe and blowing out the remaining window glass.
Martha threw her frail body over Clara’s pregnant form, shielding her from the flying shards of wood and glass.
“Hold on to me, Clara! We are getting out of this hellhole!” Martha screamed over the deafening roar of the fire.
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Outside in the hallway, Julian smiled coldly as he heard the explosion echo through the smoke-filled corridor.
“Good riddance,” Julian muttered to his mother, turning around and walking away without a single shred of remorse.
