I stuck to the walls, pressing my back completely on the silver, my head burning from the contact as I tried to split my legs and arms to let the plastic bag through. Whatever was in the bag was sharp, like an opened can as it sliced through my arms and face, but with Konstantin much bigger than me, it fell completely on his head, cutting his scalp and cutting through his coat, exposing more skin.
This time, when he let out a yelp, it was loud enough that the hatch nearest to us opened. A face pops through the opening, revealing a city pack member.
Konstantin and I stared at him for a good minute, holding our breaths and not moving a muscle. To our dread, the man looks down, seeing us instantly.
“There’s someone at the garbage chute!”
“DROP DOWN!” Konstantin bellows as he tucks his a
