Chapter 9 - Escaping the Wreckage
The warped metal frame of the door resisted with stubborn fury, bending only an inch under Daniel’s heavy kicks.
“Keep pushing with your feet against the dashboard, Clara! On three!” Daniel commanded, his muscles straining to the breaking point.
Together, they shoved their legs upward against the twisted metal console with every ounce of remaining strength.
The rusted hinges finally gave way, popping the door outward into the open air above the rocky ledge.
Daniel scrambled out first, tumbling onto the damp, moss-covered stone before turning back to pull Clara out of the wreck.
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They crawled away from the smoking sedan just as a loud roar echoed from the engine compartment.
A sheet of orange flames erupted across the hood, turning the silver car into a blazing inferno within seconds.
