I LOOKED OUT THROUGH THE CRACKS

of the crawl space. Goeth was coming closer, all shining black leather boots and crisp black uniform. One of his dogs lifted its ears and looked right at me.
   I pulled back, away from the wall. "We're trapped. We have to get out of here." I was almost choking on my own fear.
   "And go where?" Thomas hissed. "If we leave, they'll find us in the barrack!"
   "I don't care. We can't be caught here."
   I pushed my way up and out of the crawl space. I gasped, filling my lungs. I had to move quickly. My heart was thumping, but it made me feel alive, and feeling alive made me want to stay alive.