Raising my head from the cold snow, I frantically search for everyone. Paige is right beside me. The others are around, too. Nichols fires a few shots into the next window, and we enter into the dark antique toy store. Smoke billows out of holes in the walls of our previous position, and for the first time in what feels like hours, the gunfire has stopped as they try to make sense of the explosion. We gather in the dark room; it's maybe thirty feet across and forty feet deep – not very big. We don't have long before they follow us all in here. “The back exit,” Kevin yells, running down an aisle. The rest of us move closely behind with our guns at the ready. He pushes the bar to open the door. It opens. But it immediately collides into something metal. Kevin pushes the door repeatedly in an effort to force it open. It doesn't budge farther than three or four inches. By the sound of it, something metal is preventing the door from opening.
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