The hallway plunged into darkness.A loud metallic clank echoed through the floor.Elena’s grip tightened around Leonard’s hand.“What was that?”“Door locks,” Gabriel said. “He’s sealing the floor.”Leonard pulled Elena forward. “Move. Now.”Mia drew her gun. “Which room is the archive?”Gabriel shined his phone light ahead. “End of the hall left side. But if the blast doors close ”“They won’t,” Leonard cut in. “Not while I’m here.”They sprinted down the corridor.Alarms started blaring. Red emergency lights flashed.Elena gasped, “He’s doing this on purpose he wants us scattered.”“No,” Leonard said. “He wants YOU isolated.”Another metal slam echoed.“The blast doors are dropping!” Gabriel yelled. “We have thirty seconds!”Leonard practically yanked Elena forward. “RUN!”They reached the intersection just as a heavy steel shutter began descending from the ceiling.“Leonard!” Elena cried.“Get under it!” he shouted.Mia dove first, rolling under. Gabriel slid next.Elena hesitated