Going Under

Carla lay still in the closet, hiding from the world outside. Whatever was out there could surely get in here somehow, but she didn’t want to take any chances.

"Carla! Where did you go?!" Adam was looking for her for the better part of an hour. She kept herself quiet and hidden. What if this was just a trick to get her out so the men with the guns could get her.

"Go away!" she screamed, covering her ears. The closet door opened, revealing a very worried looking Adam.

"What are you doing in here...? what's wrong?" he knelt beside her, pulling her close.

"Please... Please don’t hurt me... have you seen a fire truck around here...?" she asked, looking up at him fearfully.