I throw myself inside, too hyped up to feel relief, right into the abandoned building as though jumping out of a fire-engulfed window. Desperation in every action and still struggling to breathe valuable amounts of oxygen.

Dust, cobwebs and dirt clog my lungs as I inhale the musty, damp air that clings to my face in the tumble-down interior, stifling a cough as I do so. I manage to wedge the warped door shut again as quietly as possible, pressing against it with my butt and pushing ...