His heart hammered against his ribs. "Where did she go?" he whispered. He cycled through the cameras. The dining area. The restrooms. The kitchen. Static. The kitchen camera was always broken, but he could hear the clanging of pots and pans. She was in the kitchen.
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Michael looked at the clock. 3:00 AM. The power was at 40%. He had been too liberal with the lights. The fan was still whirring. He had to make a choice. Keep the left door closed to stop Bonnie, or open it to save power and risk an attack? His heart hammered against his ribs