Martin dragged her to the underground hide out. She stopped at the edge, and watched him walk down the steps that led into the dark. Light went on, illuminating the space. He came back and pulled her inside. He walked her through a long tunnel that opened into a large space. Dust hung in the air, making it hard to breathe. A steel staircase led up to a closed door on the far wall. It must lead outside, Larissa thought.
She looked around her, trying to figure out where she was. But the space gave her no clues. Martin brought her to a stop in front of a large dog cage. It looked new, as if he bought it for this very occasion. Martin pulled out a pocket knife from his back pocket, and flipped it open. Larissa gulped as he crouched in front of her, and cut through the tape. He straightened,
