“Don’t worry, we’re going to make it”. Paul was trying to make his voice sound reassuring even though his heart was beating faster every second. It was his idea to do this, take this path to run. It was their only chance to survive, and he wanted to be strong for Janet.
The road narrowed and they were in sight ahead of them on the left. Janet clutched Paul’s hand tighter as they drew closer to the spectres. Every hair on the back of her neck stood up.
Both scared, but she had faith in Paul, he was her hero.