Gas was leaking from somewhere. The entire room was saturated and a simple spark would ignite the air and kill everyone inside.
The children were the only one's who'd lasted long enough to see all the soldiers had passed out, possibly dead. Trapped in a room with ten inch thick walls, no windows, no vents and seven busted canisters of gas meant everyone would be dead if they couldn't escape. Charlie shook himself upright, ignoring the gas filling his lungs and steadied Jade as she fell forwards in an attempt to stand up.
"Why are we still alive?" She asked, scared but relieved.
"I don't know," Charlie replied, but we won't be if we don't get out of here soon."
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