10 Cloverfield Lane (RECOMMENDED ⇒)

Michelle held the bolt cutter like a promise. “Your daughter didn’t try to escape, Howard. She tried to get away from you.”

He was wrong. But now, for the first time, she knew exactly what she was running from. And she drove straight toward it. 10 Cloverfield Lane

That night, Michelle pried the vent cover off with a spoon. She crawled into the duct, felt her way through the dark, and found the locked door to Howard’s workshop. Through the gap at the bottom, she saw a jug of muriatic acid, a bolt cutter, and a pair of small, muddy sneakers. Pink. With glittery laces. Michelle held the bolt cutter like a promise

She ran past the rusted pickup, past the silo with Howard’s radio tower, past the fence line where the woods began. She ran until her lungs ached—not from poison, but from hope. But now, for the first time, she knew

She ran.