CALM.

     “Oh my god! That was close.” Marcel heaved a loud breath of relief as she anxiously shoved the boy into the familiar insolated room, instantly closing the door behind them before leaning against its frame, both hands held over her chest as if trying to calm the rapid beats from popping out of her rib cages.

    “Close? Are you kidding me M? That was beyond dangerous, what if Victor had caught us? What then? Who else is going to rescue your mom if both of us are dead?” Nate angrily lectured.

    “Hey! Enough of the what ifs. Mike already had a hard time convincing me to do this, so don’t go trying to change my mind again. No matter how scary that doctor evil is, I have to stop him one way or another.” She pouted defensively, glaring at the boy with a hint of annoyance.

      Surely if her