"The glove box! I put a spare one in here!"
"Hevc," Mara scoffed. "That’s a video compression format, Leo. You downloaded a corrupted file."
Leo jammed the key into the lock. His hands were shaking. The key slipped.
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Wrong turn. The file name wasn't a map. It was a label. A tag. And now, they were part of the archive.
The flare landed in the mud, sizzling and popping.
The wiry one had jammed a sharpened bone into the seal of the back passenger window, prying it slowly. The glass was bowing. "The glove box
Behind them, the sound of the dragging foot accelerated. The giggling returned, louder now, echoing through the hollows of the trees. It wasn't just one voice. It was two. Maybe three.
"Animal?" Mara mouthed.
WOOSH.
"No," Leo repeated, looking at the fuel gauge. It was on empty. The tank had been punctured somehow, or siphoned. He smelled gasoline now, strong and sharp. "They aren't letting us go. They're chasing us. And we have no gas."
They hiked for twenty minutes. The path didn't lead to a clearing. It led into a ravine where the mud grew thick and sucking. The trees pressed closer. The silence here was absolute, the rain muffled by the thick canopy.