Operation Rescue?

Tess

They kept pushing us to go faster as we approached the bottom of the stairs. "Please, just let me hold Winnie. We will move faster that way." I said as we left the stairwell doors. They wanted her easy access to a human shield; I knew that, but it never hurt to play dumb. You could still hear gunfire from the outside, which gave me hope that they would at least let me hold her. Please be okay.

We enter the cafeteria, and I see Greta lying on the floor at an unnatural angle with blood under her. I turn to pick up Winnie. I don't care what they say; they need us alive. I pull her to me a second too late, and she screams, "Greta! Mommy, you have to help wake Greta back up." She says as I cuddle her close to my chest, trying to calm our racing hearts. I wanted to get sick but kept pulling air into my lungs instead.

I started to take steps that way, knowing I was probably too late to save Greta but wanting to try. "Don't you fucking move that way. Keep going through to the kitchen." H