The sound of screaming emanates from the corridor, followed shortly by gunshots. Eyes widening, you watch as people run past the office door. With your heart pounding you leave the room to see what’s going on, only to gasp as you run straight into a firm body. The man is startled for a second, his eyes flickering over your face in recognition before he makes a decision, holding his hand out to you.

Come with me if you want to live.