The sun floated on the horizon. “We need to hurry.” She grabbed her hand and they ran, their heavy breathing misting the icy morning air.
“We won’t make it,” Mindy gasped, the metallic taste of blood in her mouth.
Still running, Karen turned and gave Mindy an encouraging smile. “We will.”
The train was already starting to leave. Afraid but desperate, they jumped through a closing door. They sat, smiling, and with their chests rising and falling out of sync. The train chugged away from the village, taking them away to a new life. A safer one at least.