PLAY DEAD

Previously

…“Bruce.” He froze. It was Danny’s voice, soft and warm. “You can’t end it,” the voice said. “Not like this.” Bruce turned, the flashlight beam sweeping the room. He saw nothing but shadows. “You have to destroy the core,” the voice continued. “It’s in the basement. You’ll know it when you see it.” “Danny?” Bruce whispered. There was no answer. Just the sound of wind, and the creaking of the building. Bruce looked down at his hands, still gripping the crowbar. He had a choice. He could leave, walk away, and never look back. Or he could finish this, once and for all. He took a deep breath, the air thick with dust and death. And he started walking toward the stairs that led down.