had never been scared of tight spaces
"Hello?!"
The echo of her voice echoed through the empty room and then disappeared again at some point. Yume's eyes fell on an old wooden door that almost fell off its hinges. She walked slowly towards it, hoping that there would be something like a passage behind it.Carefully she pressed the handle and yanked the door open. This gave way with a squeak and finally Yume had the old door in his hand. Unimpressed by this, she let go of the handle, pulled out her flashlight, and explored the corridor.

Christina landed roughly on the stone floor. Rubbing her bum, she got up and looked around.
"Great!" she muttered indignantly.
Now they weren't just separated, no, they, the leader sat in an old cellar. Christina brushed the dust out of her pants and looked around. Nobody seemed to have been in this cellar for ages. Suddenly she was overcome by a feeling of fear. She didn't have to worry about Yume and Jain, but Mitori hadn't been around for long. Christina didn't know how she would handle it, so she had to find Mitori and the others quickly.
Immediately she looked around for an exit and found an old door on her right. With a skilful kick it was knocked off its hinges and Christina hurried, armed with a flashlight, into the darkness.For a few minutes the small, graceful figure had been sitting in the middle of the darkness that surrounded it. A sob escaped her throat. She had always been afraid of the dark. Her parents always locked her in the ladle and left her half starved there.
//No! // Mitori thought to himself. // You have to be strong now! The others are counting on you too! //
She got up and with trembling hands took a flashlight out of her coat pocket. Suddenly her hands hit the walky talky. In an emergency she could still call the others, but first she had to find out where she was. The flashlight cast a long beam and Mitori shone across the room until it covered a door. With one last look at the tube that had led her down here, Mitori left the room, still trembling. In one hand the lamp and in the other her landed and ready-to-fire 6mm.

It seemed to Jain as if she had been on the road for days when she finally left the narrow tunnel.It was probably only a few minutes now. But she was still glad to have finally passed the corridor. However, this ended in a kind of hall. The walls were barren and damp and the ceiling could not be seen. It was probably too high up for the flashlight to catch. Jain sighed softly, relieved. After all, she had left this strange passage. He had reminded her so of a home she was once in. Terrible place. But this hall wasn't more pleasant. The smell of mold and rot made the already stuffy air even more unbearable. It was damp and hot here. Soon like in a sauna. Probably not that warm, but it was humid. The air was really oppressive. What fresh air would not have given Jain now?

It was almost a miracle that Jain was still able to hold back her nausea. She finally made her way to look around. A total of five corridors led into this hall. If she wanted to get out of here, for better or for worse, she had to choose a corridor that, by the way, didn't look much more inviting than this hall.Just which one should she take?

Jain's thoughts were only brought back into the here and now when suddenly a narrow beam of light fell from one of the corridors into the round room. She quickly recovered herself and hid in the passage from which they had come. Her heart pounding, she pressed herself against the damp wall. The uncomfortable cold penetrated the thin, tight-fitting clothing.
She peered carefully back into the room. The light grew brighter. Jain noticed how it was shaking slightly. So the person was nervous, so maybe that was an advantage for them. If there was a fight. She quickly drew her gun and released the safety with a light click.
After endless minutes of waiting - Jain had already outlived himself whether this someone would even enter the room again - a person finally entered the room. She was small and petite. Her hands were trembling badly and the light continued to sway. This someone looked around nervously and Jain recognized the face, which was half covered by a cloth."Leopard?!" breathed Jain, barely audible, but the addressed looked in their direction.
A certain joy faded with her voice, but she immediately recovered. Mitori shone in their direction and Jain could hear a relieved sigh. Mitori immediately stormed up to Jain and threw herself into her arms.
"Are you doing well?" Leopard asked immediately.
Jain nodded wordlessly and pushed the smaller one away.
"Did you meet the others?" asked Jain.
Mitori shook her head and suddenly wrinkled her nose. She had an incredibly sensitive nose for various smells. She was able to distinguish all kinds of smells by playing.
"What is?!" was Jain's quick question.
Mitori was silent and continued sniffing.
"Somebody is coming!" she whispered, her eyes closed and her nose raised in the air.
Seriously she looked at Jain now.
"Any of us?"
"I don't know exactly! I think so!" she said quite quietly.
"Still we have to be careful!" Jain said resolutely and pulled the smaller one behind him, back into the corridor.Without a word she made it clear to the others that she should kindly shut up. Mitori nodded. Of course she was glad she wasn't alone anymore, but Jain really wasn't a substitute. Sometimes Mitori even felt alone with Jain sitting next to her.
Mitori looked up at her friend unnoticed. Mitori knew them all too well. Usually she sat or stood somewhere alone, totally disinterested and bored. At one point she even looked very sad, but when Mitori had asked her about it to help her, Jain had only blocked it and told her not to interfere in her life. But weren't they friends? Shouldn't they help each other? What use was it if Jain kept hiding everything? It ate up until there was nothing left to be eaten up? Mitori could easily answer the question, but Jain would probably prefer not to talk about it.
Again Mitori risked a shy look into the slightly obscured face of the others.Now it was tense and completely focused. Sometimes you could turn music up to the highest volume and Jain was completely indifferent, but in a situation like this, almost nothing could escape her.
"Who is it?" Mitori heard himself whisper softly.
"Shhh!" Jain made irritated and gave Mitori a shut-up look, but then turned back.

Jain listened intently into the darkness and stared spellbound at the tunnel from which the faint light shone. This didn't tremble at all. Either it was Yume or Christina or someone they didn't know. Jain didn't want to take any chances and had her weapon, still unlocked, ready.

She sighed in relief when this person finally stepped out of the corridor and Jain recognized the familiar features. Yume! Mitori heard the soft sigh and dared to look. She had run past Jain faster than the wind and fell into Yume's arms.
"Hi you two!" she smiled and stroked the other's hair."Hey! Puma! Have you seen Ocelot?" Jain asked directly.
"No! Otherwise she would definitely be here by now!"
Yume shook his head sadly.
"She's sure to do it alone!" Jain said coldly, although one should have heard more confidence from such a sentence. But only normally and Jain was definitely not normal.
Yume nodded wordlessly.
"So, and now?" she finally asked.
"Somehow we have to get out of here!" Mitori said, took her flashlight and shone it in the direction of the ceiling.
With eagle eyes she examined the darkness, which in spite of the light would not go away.
"Does this room even have a ceiling?" she finally asked.
"So I don't see anything!" Yume agreed.
Jain shook his head blankly. They were trapped here, didn't know where to go and these two discussed whether there was a ceiling in this room or not. //Childish! // she thought and looked around.
So three of these five courses ended in dead ends. Two remained.Which should you take now?
Suddenly the discussion between the two ended as Mitori raised her nose in the air again and sniffed.
"There's someone else coming! Smells like ..." She continued sniffing "Ocelot's perfume!"
She smiled. Completely satisfied with herself and the world, she beamed at Yume.
After a while, Christina also appeared and was greeted effusively.
Jain stood to one side and watched the scene. How many times had she wished for friends? But if she kept blocking, she would never make real friends. But now she had come to terms with the fact that she was alone.
Jain sighed slightly.
Jain was about to say something, but suddenly she had a strange feeling that was immediately followed by a headache.
Jain groaned in agony and held his booming head.
The others turned around immediately.
"What is it, Cheetah?" Yume asked worried and hurried to her friend.
Jain couldn't utter a word. The blood rushes loudly through her temples.Image scraps flew by before her inner eye. Suddenly it was all over. The smoking subsided and the headache also slowly subsided. Jain dared to open her closed eyes. Everything was back to normal, but her breathing was still fast.
"Jain!"
For the first time on a mission, Jain heard her name. Not the code name or their alias.
"Are you okay? Jain, say something!" she heard Mitori's voice.
Jain looked up to find a worried face.
"Are you feeling better?" she asked.
Jain nodded dazedly and took his hands off his head.
"What happened?" Yume asked directly.
"I do not know exactly!" Jain admitted "I suddenly had a headache!"
"Does it work again?" asked the youngest worried.
The addressed managed to nod slightly, her thoughts were still confused and her eyes were empty. Only when Christina finally raised her voice and said that they should finally go on and that she had no desire to die down here, Jain tried to move her muscles again.Strangely, her whole body ached. Jain had always been