Emma's eyes narrowed in the dark and flickered to where Wyatt had indicated. She nodded her head a little bit and started towards the door quietly. Her heart was pounding, but she was focused. She knew how important everything they did was in times like this one. One wrong move, and everything could go very wrong.
She went to the door and waited until Wyatt was behind her, then she quietly pushed the door open since it was all ready open a crack. She didn't see anyone, but that was because no one was in the room. The shot that rang out was meant for Wyatt, but Pratt had miscalculated and it hit Emma in the back instead. The force of it sent her forward against the door, and it opened it up as she slid down to the floor, her gun scattering out of her hands.
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