Working Fast

Metal screeched as tools bit into debris. Rusted pipes were yanked aside, heavy grates pried free. Sweat dripped, muscles strained. The tilted floor made every step dangerous.
Water sloshed at their boots, rising with the tide. But the voices grew louder with each piece cleared. Urgency sharpened Sarah’s tone. “Faster! They won’t last much longer.”
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