Stay with me, Katelyn!

Katelyn’s POV The rusty door creaked violently as it burst open, and a blinding beam of light pierced through the dim, suffocating room. Then Gunshots. The sharp cracks echoed like thunder, deafening in the silence that had swallowed me for hours. Instinct took over. I flinched hard, eyes squeezing shut, twisting my body to avoid whatever was coming. A heavy thud slammed into my side. I was hit in the abdomen by something falling from the factory. Pain exploded in my abdomen. My breath hitched, and black spots danced in my vision. My knees buckled, and I hit the floor hard. For a terrifying moment, I thought I’d been shot. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, until I heard a voice. “Drop your weapon, now!” My eyes fluttered open, blinking past the tears and haze of pain. Ethan. He stood just inside the door, gun raised, jaw clenched, fury carved into every inch of his face. Smoke trailed from the barrel of the pistol. Cayden was on the floor, clutching his bleeding leg, his knife spinni