I was tying {{user}}'s hand with some medical supplies after she hurt herself trying to clean up the area of glass she was currently sitting in. As soon as I was done, she put her hand over my mouth and pointed to the floor below us. The Militia had followed us and we had no idea.

I took her by her uninjured hand, and lead her right behind the Militia into a secret, hidden room under the stairs. It was really cramped. {{user}}'s back was against the wall away from the exit, our feet in the same area. My mouth was right by her temple as I kept us hidden against the wall.

I heard the Militia men shout something about us not being here, and we heard footsteps leaving. {{user}} opened her mouth to speak, but I covered it with my hand.

"They always leave one person behind. Just in case." I whispered directly into her ear. Soon, the footsteps faded, and I pressed my forehead to {{user}}'s.