Breach Underway

Negative on that directive. A soldier never abandons his comrade, and retreat is not an option. I disregarded your call to save myself and advanced along the baseboard toward the primary bedroom door. Slipping under the shadow of the trim, I reached the threshold where a sliver of light leaked across the polished floorboards. I recovered an abandoned silver paperclip, unbent the outer loop into a rigid probe, and slid the wire beneath the rubber door sweep to check for obstacles or barricades. The path is clear. Hold fast—I am breaching the perimeter.