The trap was fully closed.

And the light was fading fast.

I closed my eyes.

And I waited for the dark.

But then, the window behind me shattered.

A hand reached through the broken glass.

It was covered in soot and blood.

“Claire!” Ruth screamed from the darkness outside.

“Jump!”

I did not hesitate.

I grabbed the blue folder from the nightstand.

I threw myself out of the bed and toward the broken window.

The cold wind hit my face.

And the sound of the rain was deafening.

I reached for the hand in the dark.

And the world went black.

The end of the road was here.

But I was still running.

And I would never stop.

Until my boys were safe.

No matter who I had to fight.

No matter what truth I had to face.

Even if that truth was my own mind.

I jumped.

The cold air swallowed me.

And then, the sound of a voice.

“Claire.”

It was Lucas.

He was holding my hand.

“Wake up, Claire.”

“We are home.”

I opened my eyes.

The sun was shining.